‘Fight? Connor, this isn’t fighting, this is you shutting me out. What the hell is going on?’ Langdon took a few bold strides into the room. ‘...onnor, talk to me.’ The ache in her voice only wounded him deeper and he couldn’t bring himself to face her. He grabbed a pillow from the bed. She bit down on her lower lip to keep it from shaking. ‘Please, Connor.’ Connor spared another glance her way, if for no other reason than to get an idea of how upset she truly was. It was a bad idea. Her body. ‘Do you think she has a chance at all?’ Her voice was soft, laced with such pain it took all Jack’s will to resist the urge to go to her…he wanted to pull her into his arms and hold her…he wanted somehow to comfort her, but he was wise enough to know she was not at all ready for him to approach her in that manner. ‘I am going to work like hell to make sure Nina is treated fairly, and to tell you the truth, there is a lot of evidence to back up the past abuse.’ ‘That stands in her favor, at. Then the girls took the paper and were told to write 5 numbers from 1 thru 10 down on the sheet and pass it back. Sandy handed me back the list with 1,5,7,8, and 9 on it. Then the frat president Karl handed each group a sheet with 10 items that corresponded to the 10 possible numbers. Sandy and I looked at the list to be honest I think we picked the worst 5 of the bunch though I don't specifically remember the others the ones we chose were: 1) Remove one item of clothing 5) Perform. Thank you.”“I appreciate what you do and who you are, my good wife.” She had been wearing a skirt and blouse. She let the skirt ride up while I massaged her feet showing her lovely toned legs. I was enjoying touching her which made her feel good and looking at her which makes me feel good.“Husband, I guess we need to think about supper.”“Yes, I guess that’s true.” I was massaging higher and higher.Claudette squirmed exposing her lower body completely. She murmured. “I’m not hungry for food. You.