My ma got him to do it, and she dried up years ago. But he runs the smokers at the American Legion, and when he gets with his dumb friends, they go do...n into the basement with a load of beer... and I can hear them snickering clear up in my bedroom sometimes. He goes out to Sadie's sometimes, too. You know about Sadie's? She runs that cat-house outside of town, and--" That will be quite enough, young man!" Joan interrupted him icily. "Whether your father does or does not, I don't want to hear. The first was timed at 04.26 and said she was fine, heading to Joel’s apartment and had enjoyed a lovely meal and dancing. The second message was timed just a few minutes ago and before I woke up. Her message said that she would not be home until later that day, no time given, and that I should not worry about her as she was being taken care of. My mind filled immediately of images of them together, dining, and dancing and most likely now being “taken care of” in Joel’s bed. I couldn't’t deny. Immediately her head pounded and she groaned."Lie down," commanded a voice. Aleia looked up and tried to focus as her vision swam on the murky figure standing at a table a few feet away."I said lie down."She obliged, not wanting any more pain than she was already in. That was when she noticed she was lying on some sort of sofa, covered with a blanket, instead of on the cold hard floor. She frowned, meaning to sit up again, but deciding against it."Where am I?" she managed, her voice hoarse. The. . If you say stop or don’t ... I will stop immediately.”“Let’s modify rule number one,” Crystal suggested, “if either of us feels it’s wrong, say something and we’ll stop.”“Agreed.”“What’s rule number two?”“Rule number two ... rule number one is inviolable.” Richard caressed her cheek. “You have the prettiest green eyes ... bedroom eyes.”“What does that mean? I’ve heard the expression.”“It means your eyelids are a bit thick and heavy. They cover the tops of your irises and give you a dreamy.