My reasons after three months? Far too complex to fully describe, and as I suspected at the time, that many of the reasons I used to justify a visit w...re false, like the absurd desire to reveal to her the ‘real’ me. The rational part of my brain simply knew for certain that, with the marks and wounds of my first visit still barely healed, (and some are still visible now, years later) I couldn’t possibly endure her version of torture again, physically or mentally and would have to make that. “i came early because i wanted to spend sometime m with you.”“doing what?” She still was not going to give in easily.“come closer to me, i will show you” he put his hands around her and pulled her towards him.“you should not be doing it. I am a married woman and further more, you are having an affair with my employer” she pretested, even though her body was aching him to do more than just hold her.“screw your employer, i don’t care for her. But i know that you want me; i could see that in your. Badly. He twisted and turned as much as he could to prevent the floodgates from opening. Unfortunately, the nanny took this action as something else."You certainly are lively this morning, aren't you Donna," she giggled. LuAnn placed her hand on his side and tickled."No you damn robot," Jack tried to scream, which resulted in a loud, undistinguishable muffled sound. Her actions caused him to twist even more in discomfort."I see you like that," LuAnn replied cheerfully. She moved her hand to. Thanks for talking to me. I was nervous because, uh, I don't know how to really feel about it, I guess. It really surprised me, what she said." "Just do what she said and treat her the same as always," he said, reaching across and patting my shoulder. "Remember you both are still only twelve and have a very long way to go."Gradually I pushed that conversation in the mudroom to the back of my mind and didn't think about it anymore. I continued my paper route, with Tabby still waking upright.