"Nobody," she wept. "Nobody has treated me like this ever before. I love you, Sir. I really, really love you." Thank you, my pet. You mean a lot to me...too. Now go home to your little girl and look after her."He pushed her away and gave her another gentle kiss."Go on, my pet." Thank you, Sir," she said, turning away and picking up her coat on the way to the door.As she went through it she turned: "You are a very special man. Mr H, Sir or even Richard, I love you and I'm yours." She burst into. " She wouldn't have to sell our house if she hadn't left us!" Georgie stormed out of the kitchen and went to her room.I looked at Harry. "She's really angry with Mum. She thinks she's forgotten about us. Mum talked of nothing else all weekend." "I'm sorry son, but I can't stop her selling the house. And someday you and Georgie won't want to spend so much time with your parents, anymore." Yeah, but she doesn't have to push us out of her life all the time, Dad." She's not. She needs to plan for. Claude Richards did not care to contemplate what would happen if Mark Hunter learned of how he, Claude Richards, had abused his position when he needed a few thousand dollars that one time. It was mostly paid back now."Where have you been?" Clair demanded as soon as Mark came in the front door."Taking care of business, my own," he answered."Don't you use that tone of voice on me." She ordered him."Then butt out." In his mind's eye he saw her naked on her knees as she gave the equally naked. And it didn’t work anyway, because my stiff buds were sticking up pretty emphatically through the thin padding. The Poky Little Puppies. I brushed them with my fingers while my other hand went down my pants. I thought maybe if I played got myself off in my clothes, I would get over this crazy mood. I really wanted to talk myself out of it, because it was certifiably nuts. There were people walking around not fifty feet away, and some of them might miss the turn, just like I did.Yeah, but isn’t.