Ordinarily, such a challenge would have required a combative response from him, even if only for show. Somehow, he would have to gain at least the sym...olic upper hand in the encounter.Such was Vince's level of combined need and frustration that he thought of nothing but a resounding 'Yes!' in his mind. He raised his butt off of the bed so she could finish exposing him, and by the time she tossed his sleeping shorts on the floor, he was already erect. He made no objection to her taking the. She skidded to a stop in front of Mother and asked, "What didyou just call me?"Mother laughed. "Why Lisa, of course. What else should I call you?"Lucas, I thought. She should call him - her - Lucas. No, that wasn'tright. There was no way on Earth that my mother would have played alongwith a prank like the one I thought Lucas was pulling. My eyes trackedover to the family portrait hanging on the entryway wall. There wereMom and Dad, smiling in acknowledgement of their bountiful lives. ThereI. I noticed it was after 5 and a final check of the arrangements was in order. I looked at my dining room and saw that everything was ready. The nice red wine I'd purchased had been uncorked and was breathing and in view of Jordan's age, I made sure a bottle of sparkling non-alcoholic wine was available. I decided to wait until the ladies arrived to get Trish's okay on the wine. I went to the kitchen and brought out the salads and set them at each place. Back in the kitchen, the roast was resting. He stood up, walked over to her and put his hand on her shoulder. ‘Look, I’m sorry I asked you about that stuff,’ he said softly. ‘I shouldn’t have bugged you to tell me all that. Things will be all right. They really will.’ ‘Oh God!’ the woman sobbed. ‘I feel so awful!’ Bobby was surprised when she turned, moved against him and buried her head against his chest. He put his arms around her and, as she nestled her face into the crook of his neck, he felt her silken hair tickling him, making his.