He tried to disentangle himself from me, but I was not making it easyfor him, "Christina" he pleaded, "let me up, so I can get down therebefore anyone...wakes up". That really made me chuckle "you are too latefor that Mister, its 8:30, we made love for over an hour," I gave a selfsatisfied moan and continued "and do I know it".He flopped down onto the pillow "Well" he said, "we had better get readyand face the music" "so you don't want me again" I said in a little girlvoice. He looked down. "Ain't nothing to me if he talks. I just drove a truck and picked up a package. I didn't assault anybody," I informed Barry. But once you relax that is all going to change, I thought, but didn't say it."True, we are all going to plead ignorance, for some of us it is true." he said with a smile."That sounds about right." I agreed."Well, I'll pass on your message about the food," he said and left. I didn't want to rush out and give him a beating. I wanted something more subtle for him. Maybe. He slowed his car down to a crawl and pulled over to the curb and parked. He looked back at your Mom and was enthralled immediately. She was wearing a white T-shirt, no bra, tan short shorts and had a backpack on her back. And she was gorgeous. Now I've met your Mom, Eden, and I saw her one time wearing a bikini and she was then, and maybe still is, a knock-out. Your Dad leaned over and rolled down the passenger window and when she walked up to the car, he asked her if she wanted a ride. She. ”I clear my throat and fidget my skirt nervously.“U-um and what would that be..?”I say with a stutter, coming from behind me I hear an audible zipper sound and belt shuffling.“What are you willing to do to keep your job…?”“Just about anything, sir. B-but I don't know what kind of woman you take me for.”He rests his hands on my shoulders firmly“Just about anything, huh? I don't take you for any kind of woman, you can be whatever you want here…”He takes a slight pause before I feel a warmth.