. the little blonde?Was that what she felt? Did she feel a sexual attraction for the blonde?She hadn't been aware of it as they sat together. She had ...ust been a very vivacious, dynamic, formidable woman ... formidable. The last time she had used that term she had been applying it to Susan. Jill had said ... that she wouldn't have trivialized her so. Formidable? Trivial?Susan was formidable! But Gale knew that wasn't important to her. She had felt so much more in that brief moment that they had. “Where have you been?” Sheila snapped at me.“Y-you didn’t give me a time to be back here,” I sniffled.SMACK! Sounded the crack of Sheila’s hand slapping my face.“I don’t want to hear you crying, number one, and number two, you know that you are supposed have our breakfast made every morning that you are on duty. So I don’t care what time you get here, as long as our breakfast is on the table at 7:30 and you are ready for the day. Is that understood!” she spat out at me.“Yes, Mrs. Winters.” I. How’s that sound?”Tingle.“Otay! Tank-yuv!” he said as I put him down and watched him scamper through the foyer.We heard my sisters and mother greet him excitedly, and I turned my attention to my nervous and yet very pretty girlfriend. She looked great for having rushed to get here, her hair looked shiny, and as I stepped forward to pull her into my arms, I could smell both her Dove soap and a hint of Jasmine coming off her skin.She turned her mouth up to meet mine eagerly; her bright hazel eyes. I was also pissed. That is not the right frame of mind to enter into a BDSM scene with, mea culpa. So the new Kennedy was also pissed. My plan was to make things so unpleasant, he'd never want to see Kennedy again, talk about misreading a situation. I'm supposed to be the one who can read things like that.I turned up unexpectedly, typical Kennedy. Matt was working at home, I transformed myself into Kennedy (you know the trick SuperMan does with that glasses, so no one recognizes him, that's how.