‘I didn’t force you to wear the chastity belt so I could assure myself that if we were blessed with bonny babies they would be mine, Kinlee.’ �...�Oh,’ she mused, perhaps more confused than ever. ‘Let’s just be clear, to avoid any miscommunication. The only man giving you babies is me, Kinlee. If you want babies, that is.’ Kinlee tipped her head on the side. Something was up with her husband, but she wasn’t too sure what. Thinking back over what he said, she asked ‘So why do I have to wear the. Tom said he liked it at the game last week. I hope he still thinks so. I brushed my teeth and gargled about 20 times to get the butterscotch phlegm out of my throat. I put my new brown wig on, puffed up my curls, and dressed for a night on the town. Then I went downstairs, caught a cab, and was home by six-thirty. Tom was there to pick me up at seven on the nose.He looked great. His detective clothes are nice and not sloppy like some detectives I know—you know, sports coat, chinos, and open. ‘Maria, our life with you began the night we pulled you out of the car. What you did before that night has nothing to do with what we feel about you. Certainly, to the best of my belief, ever since that night you have helped and supported our family far beyond the normal bounds of friendship. For the first time since the divorce I feel a sense of direction and have a confidence back that I thought had been smashed to pieces. But, I do think that maybe we can do something about Hagatha and her. ”“Now?” Xandra asked with a perky, demonic gleam.“Down, girl,” Emily said, rolling her eyes, “Besides, right now I want you for myself.”“That’s just as well,” I say “I don’t think I could do it again right now. Why don’t you answer one or two more questions for me.”“Emily can answer them,” Xandra says, “I’ll be busy.”“I can, huh? Where are you going?”“Nowhere. My tongue just won’t be available for talking, is all.”“Oh…” Emily smiled, giggling a bit as she laid back and spread her legs, “I’ll.