"Monique?" David asked me questioningly."Yeah?" Can we go for a walk?" We've been doing nothing but walking for days." I mean in private, we haven't h...d privacy for days." Sure."We walked into some nearby woods."Listen, Monique. Neither of us know what is going to happen when weface Ulric tomorrow." David," I tried to interrupt."No, I have to say this. Monique, I love you, I am so in love with you.I've wanted to tell you for ages but I didn't want to scare you off..."I cut him off with a long,. If you ever have any questions, you can always ask Mama Wanda or Daddy John or any of us here. OK?" Uh huh." Good. Tell you what. Let's go sit down on the picnic bench and talk while they play together for a while." OK."We went over to the old picnic table near the house. It had a couple of long benches, one on either side. The table had definitely been around for a long time. Jack had told me that they used to have picnics on that table back when his father was still alive. The dog exploring. She’s so smart. Andrew stepped into the bathroom. I heard water running, and then he returned, carrying a washcloth, cleaning himself. He was still semi-hard, but I don’t think he could do much damage with it yet. I’ll just have to be patient, but I’m SO HORNY! Andrew slid right into bed with me and suddenly we were kissing, those passionate kisses that promised he would be giving me everything. His hands were everywhere, feeling my breasts, tweaking my nipples, sliding along my sex. A finger. This time unlike in our bed I dreamed. Dreams of rats haunted me at times and the dreams of that Monday morning had that vermin in generous supply. They were close to me, laying entwined, long, furry and opulent, over fed, over grown, almost like lurid pets. I woke with a start, checked the phone and remembered I hadn’t had my caffeine fix. The headache reminded me.I started up talking to myself again:“If you have a headache that means it’s after eleven.”“11:11. I want to cry.”“Go on, it’ll do.