But there are times I lose sight of things.” Since Walt either had nothing to say, or didn’t know what to say, he kept talking, the whirring of a ...elicopter audible over the quiet. “You don’t have to be afraid of me, you know. You’ve earned your place here.” He looked down at Walt. “And stop calling me ‘sir’. I have a name.” “Sorry, Mr. King.” “How about ‘sorry, Marvin’. Or better yet, just don’t apologize at all,” Marvin said.Walt said nothing. The sun was slowly starting to set, the last rays. 30pm after a long day at work, I shut the door behind me and kicked my shoes off and decided I wanted to get a beer and relax in a hot bath.As I walked into the front room there she was, asleep with her face buried into the sofa with her back to me, I walked through into the kitchen and got a beer from the fridge and walked back into the front room and sunk onto the 2 seater sofa.I sat and watched as she slept, she never stirred for the 10 minutes I sat there looking at her, she looked great. I asked if the news anchor and her date had a driver. When Shelly said no, I gave her directions to John and Bea's so they could come in a limo.Courtney and Carl were handling front door security with Anna, Mom, and Dad acting as greeters. Lamar and Amy were providing inside security under Whitney's watchful eye. Sandy had arranged for her dad to actually be at the entrance with the red lights flashing to direct traffic. Dawn had the babies for the night. Everyone else in the clan was going to. ‘You just have a seat here and I’ll get Danny to open it for us.’ When she came into the kitchen I was busy slicing tomatoes for the salad. ‘Eric’s here,’ she told me. ‘Good,’ I replied. ‘You sound strange,’ I added. ‘Mmmm,’ she murmured. ‘I’m feeling really sexy and turned on,’ she continued. ‘Are you,’ I answered, in more of a statement than a question. ‘Does is feel good?’ ‘Mmm-hmmm,’ she affirmed. ‘He brought us some wine. You open it and I’ll get the glasses.’ I rinsed my hands,.