He had been tossing and turning all night. No matter, he knew the answer."The pattern has been broken," he said just to hear the words.The sound of hi... voice reassured him in the silence of the room. The clock read 6:03 and the sun was already up. After his morning piss, he worked his way through the seven movements of his martial arts training. Although it was still cool, the humidity was high. By the time he was done, sweat was streaming down his face and his T-shirt was soaked.Inside he was. " Thank you, Ernie," Ardele said, kissing his cheek. "They're lovely. Sit down and visit for a while. Bobby is asleep in his crib if you want to take a peek."Ernie walked quietly over to the crib and looked on the little guy, peacefully unaware of the visitor."Wow, Pat, a son. How about that." Yeah," I agreed. "It's a bonus."It was at that moment that there was a light knock on the adjoining door and Mother peeked in."Mom, come in and meet a friend and fellow charter operator. Ernie, this is my. ’ Sighing, he turned around, fisting his hands by his side. ‘But I cannot love anyone else. You’re the only girl I want.’ From the corner of his eyes, he could see Isabel unmoved. He shook his head, then walked out as fast as he could. ‘Brandon? Are you okay?’ Emily saw him from the kitchen. He picked up his jacket and nodded quietly. ‘I’m going home,’ he said to her. ‘Thanks for the tea, Mrs B.’ He had opened the door and stepped outside when he saw Ben and his dad approaching. They had. She kicked her feet a littlewith the second and third slap, her bottom wobbling slightly with the exertion,and I admired the red marks my hand had left. Helenwas moaning gently with the fourth, fifth and sixth slaps, the noise of mypalm connecting with her skin loud in the room. Her legs kicked through theseventh and eighth slaps, her breathing loud and ragged, and I slowly caressedher burning bottom with my hand. 'Ithink you're enjoying this,' I murmured, my hand making little circles onher.