I seriously needed to go to the toilet. I walked through the garden, opened the patio door, went through the living room and arrived at the toilet. I ...id what I had to do and walked back to the living room. There was Marleen, wearing a nightgown, sitting on the couch. I freaked out a little from the scare. Only then I realized it was just Marleen, and smiled."Can't sleep?" I asked."No, my husband is having one of his infamous snoring festivals," she sighed."Hehe, yeah, I know. My dad's the. Then there had been no question about who had sired the other two boys. They both were the "spittin image" of their Father. He had put Maria into the back of his mind, and threw himself into being a good Husband and Father to his family. He had provided for them to the best of his abilities, and had seen them through all the triumphs, and tragedies, in their lives. All three sons had graduated college, and gone to make their mark on the world. Then Becky had come down with breast cancer, and. Quinn didn't seem to notice any of it though. He reached up to take offhis shoulder pads. His shirt was already off of course and as he let thepads hit the floor he arched his back to let his pecs ripple and hissleek torso shine with hard-earned sweat in the locker room lights.The effect on Mimi was obvious. Quinn smirked as she fanned herself witha pom pom. He stood up and started to remove his pants. Mimi approached,letting her short skirt fall to the floor. Quinn eyed the cheerleader'staught. By the time I had opened the heavy glass door and entered into the carpeted lobby-esque space I was cured of it. Like some unnameable illness of emotion that was so fleeting could keep me from you! Not even gigantic risks could do such a thing as impossible as that. I survey the space for a moment, the peppery coloured flooring and blank walls. I am not seeing them, I am picturing your face. I want to remember how it looks when you open the door and see me there. I can see it already, the way.