Moving quietly across the landing, passing the family bathroom, she carefully pushed open the door beyond that and saw the two figures tucked up in th...ir beds. Realising that Andrew wasn’t in there, Leah made her way downstairs to the ground floor of the house. Her bare feet moved quickly as she skipped across the cold wooden flooring. Approaching the entrance to the cellar, she noted the slight crack of light emanating from under the door. As she crept down the stairs her ears picked up the. Fortunately, no one had heard our conversation. I walked back to my room, entered, and locked the door. The flower bouquet was on the table in the middle of the room. I sat down at the chair in front of the table. “It don’t mean nothin’,” I said softly. That was the laconic sentence we would sometimes say in Vietnam when something reminded us that nothing we attempted mattered. Women want to marry up, not down. What was I thinking? I wanted to throw the flower bouquet away, but my. I thought I looked even funnier than he had. I guess it was the combination of my breasts and the big penis straining to get out of the panties that looked so odd. Holding my breath to keep the laughter at bay, I wandered back to the kitchen. He had his back to the doorway and was busy slicing a tomato. I crossed my arms, leaned into the door jam and cleared my throat to get his attention. My boyfriend turned his head, stared for a moment, then turned all the way around."Oh honey," he said in a. I want to be loved, Dan."I just drove and held her hand. "We'll go slow and take it one step at a time."When I pulled into the driveway, Laurie said, "Take me home Dan. I can't do this. Please take me home."I stopped the engine and turned to her. "Sometimes in life, Laurie, we need to be a little selfish and do something for ourself. This is that time. It's not time for you to worry about your husband, or the church or anything but you. What do you want, Laurie?"She sat with tears in her eyes.