” Connie slid the sandals off her feet, drained the last of her soda, and stood, bare-footed. Her husband stood, too, leaned in and kissed her che...k in a surprisingly chaste way. Connie giggled, and took his hand.Sam stood and led Connie from the dining table to the bed a few paces away. Will sat and watched, his breath starting to come in soft pants. At the four-poster bed, Sam took Connie into his arms, kissing her long and deeply. She closed her eyes and embraced him, running her hands. "He's coming. I can feel him."Nat looked at Nicki. "Can you feel him like Whitney?"Nicki shook her head, "Unh uh. I can tell where he is, kind of, when he's here in the building, but ... not when he's any farther away than that. Can you?" Unh uh." You will be able to soon," Diana offered as she hugged Nat, then Nicki. "After you have been around him more, it will come. I suspect that Whitney just managed to pick up the ability a little sooner." Does it have something to do with sex? Maybe his. He would have loved to have had a son as well. I would too actually but we were very lucky to have Wendy and couldn't love her more."When he left to go home he got the expected hug and kiss from Wendy but Theresa gave him a very warm and loving hug too."Thank you so much for coming and for staying so long. It really cheered me up and I enjoyed our times walking and talking together." I loved every minute of it and hope I can come again soon." Whenever you like." She took his face in her hands. "They don't hate you," he comments with a sigh, "They just hate how you dress," she looks down at her peach colored sun dress, the fabric clinging to her supple breasts before falling away to drape over her hips and ending halfway down her thighs. "What is wrong with the way I dress?" she cries right as the door is opened. She turns and smiles at her mother in-law. "Eric, we were beginning to worry," his mother chastises, "you never were so late as a child. Never," she adds glaring at Hannah.