I can almost feel his hands on my butt pulling me close to his body and kissing me deeply. I let out a slight moan and I hear him chuckle behind me, l...ke he can hear my thoughts. The deep sound of his voice vibrating down my spine and making my knees weak. Putting him and the fantasy out of my head I continue quickly down the path.I’m looking for a quiet place to think, I’ve been so angry and frustrated and no clue as to why. I’m hoping the solitude of the park will ease my troubled mind. I see. She was moments away from bursting out laughing. Angus just had an odd look about him, like he wondered what was going on. Rance had that same look, except a little more like a deer in the headlights. We dug into the breakfast, conversation at a minimum. Rance seemed to be concentrating on the food more than usual. I had a hunch the comments had unsettled him more than he would like to admit. As I picked up the empty plates and moved to the sink, Rance rose from his chair and poured himself. " "Then, I don't think you have anything to worry about." Seeking an explanation, a still visible shaken Dennis agitatedly countered, "And, why's that?" "Because." "Because why?" "Because, I don't think those heels of yours will allow you to get pregnant, unless getting pregnant is what you really, truly want. And, since you don't want to get pregnant, I don't think you have anything to worry about." "You really feel that way?" "Yes. Yes, I do. "Think about, Dennis. Those heels of yours do. The horrific memories. ‘He hurt me…. raped me… abused me…’ ‘I hate him,’ I went on to say. ‘I tried to kill him. I didn’t succeed, but at least I got me and Kasey away from him.’ ‘Kasey,’ she repeated. ‘What a beautiful name.’ Her eyes were now on the car seat where Kasey was peacefully sleeping. ‘She’s so tiny. She can’t be very old. Did you just give birth?’ ‘A couple of weeks ago. I’ve lost track of the days,’ I admitted. ‘I gave birth to her all on my own. Didn’t even have a doctor.’.