Tom told her he had a meeting at 8pm in the city with a prospective client, and would be out for a couple of hours or so. He told her nothing of Vinni...'s beating, or his contact with Peter or Steve.It almost came unglued when Robbie called with a progress report, and had a brief chat with Jenny before handing off to Tom. Luckily, he said nothing about Vinnie's absence, and Tom breathed a silent sigh of relief.Tom drove through the dark late-October evening to the address that Peter had given. If we stay up past eleven you’re nodding.’ He waved my attempt to argue off. ‘I’m sorry, I really am, but it’s true. You have potential Kelly, but you won’t do anything about it. I think there’s passion in there somewhere, but you won’t let it out and I’ve given up mining for it. Find an older guy, someone more your style, pop out a couple babies. Be a housewife. It’ll suit you.’ He didn’t know how close to the truth he was. I DID want to be a housewife, with kids. But I wanted a loving. He thinks you are stuck in his cabin and beholden to him for your plane trip home. I know this is hard for you to accept, but I do have an extra bed — they are bunk beds, really, a lower berth and an upper that folds out from above. I also have a plane ticket to Cincinnati. I think I heard someone say you and Barry flew down from Philadelphia. That's just a short hop from Cincinnati." Why are you doing this? You don't know me. What's in it for you? Are you expecting sex or something?" she. Look down ... Your shoulders are down now, put them back up..." Peter was giving directions and he did that pretty well, " ... Mommy, just hold the banana ... Don't move it ... Spread your lips a little ... Put a finger in ... Just a little ... Hold it..."Katrina was sitting against the open refrigerator, her knees up and legs spread, watching as my mother knelt on the floor between them. It looked like Mom was fucking Katrina with a banana, although they were both holding still at the moment..