In my liquor-induced clumsiness, I had accidentally leaned too far into the wall, my forearm slipping and pushing through the door of the last bedroom...down the hall. Unable to brace myself through the swinging door, I hit the hardwood floor with both my hands and knees in one large thud. The sudden illumination from the room's lighting and the shear racket I was making as I barged in had me alarmed as I stumbled halfway into the doorway of the bedroom. My eyes frantically jetted through the. ..Especially as today she orders Charlotte to retrieve the costumes sheoriginally had made for my 20th birthday party (which was originallygoing to be Black Swan-themed) so that we can practise in them! We'veall had both 'black swan' and 'white swan' costumes made, and todaywe're wearing the 'white swan' version, which consists of pristine whitetights, a laced-in white tutu and a gorgeous feathery white headpiece.We dance around in our costumes, occasionally stopping to goof off andhave fun as. . been on a sniper patrol.But I’d made up my mind. Whatever was necessary, I’d protect, defend, and support my daughters.“Happy birthday, my good little witch,” I said to my daughter. I promised Lily and Lexi that we would be back in time for birthday dinner. We got in the car and I turned it east on 30 toward Fort Wayne.“Oh! We’re not taking the train to Chicago?” she asked.“I promised we’d be back in time for your birthday celebration at home tonight. I didn’t want to rush your shopping. .. but I was going to try it anyway. I motioned for Larry to come closer, then pointed at her tits. "Go ahead, touch 'em. But be real gentle. I don't want to take any chances." Larry's eyes were wide open as he eased closer, bending over slightly and reaching out to cup her breasts. His hand was shaking slightly, and he had his other hand between his legs as if to support himself, but it was obvious what he was doing. His hand edged closer, closer, until finally - his fingertips were touching.