.. well ... and I ... don't."Milly looked away, unable to look at the pain she knew she'd caused. "Am I doing something wrong?" he asked."No, you're g...eat. It's just me. I'll work it out." She turned back and kissed him, then said, "look, go back to sleep. Don't worry about it, I'll be fine." Then she rolled over, hoping he'd let it drop. After a few minutes she heard him snoring again, then cried herself to sleep.The next day, Milly busied herself with household errands. At lunch she and a few. At one of the sleepovers I allowed one of the senior girls to kiss me and I liked it, a lot. Oh and by the way, the term carpet muncher is disgusting and demeaning," she responded."Well pardon the fuck out of me for telling the truth," he answered."Why are you so upset? My sex life is really none of your concern," she retorted."When you bring it home it becomes my concern," he snarled back.The silence in his room was deafening as they stared at each other for a long moment."So are you going to. .." Get up!" he barked.Ruiz rocked forward and, with a superhuman effort and a loud grunt, forced herself to her feet. She stood in place, swaying for several seconds, then put her right foot forward, tentatively taking a first step. She raised her arms, struggling to keep her balance, while Peter stood immobile, watching her try to satisfy his command."You need help," he said. Turning to Lauren, he repeated it. "I think she needs help." He pointed to the ceiling again, his eyes fixed on. .. What happened to the little blonde, Trav?"My first reaction was to think "What little blonde?" but then it came to me that Toby must have seen me with Carla Wells in Minnesota.But, fuck him. I didn't owe Toby Marr any explanations about anything. So I ignored the bastard.I guess to Juniper, my silence was intriguing. Once more, she went for the bait."What little blonde?" she asked. Her tone wasn't accusatory. She just genuinely, innocently, wanted to know what in blazes Toby was talking.