”“I explained that we were trying for a child and so he accepted that he could not have sex with me. He asked me if I would do it again once our c...ild was born and I had recovered. After a while I agreed. He’s a real gentleman. He’s kind to me and makes sure that I enjoy it as much as he does. He is shorter than Steve but almost as thick and he knows how to use it and he never ever hurts me. I just couldn’t say no to him. ““So that’s why you’re late home each week after skating?”“Yes, we have. "Thanks, Mr. Rideout. That was great. Now can we go again, Mum?"I laughed at Jack's enthusiasm and his need for an immediate answer."I'd be happy to take you and your mother again when there's a new play," I volunteered."Yay!" was the enthusiastic response from Ali's son."You sure about this, Grime?" she asked me quietly as we walked to my vehicle."Sure. What else is there for a kid to do on a cold and dreary winter afternoon in Yakima?"Jack immediately jumped on the question. "We could go. Here I will not be doing a few things:• Explaining a characters thoughts or feelings.• Using standard paragraph story telling writing format. (Continue)• Explaining past information via narrator.• Having narrator exposition of any kind.• Using titles for every chapter, but maybe arcs or large groupings of chapters. (Individual chapter titles are replaced with a numerical system: continue down)Things I will be doing:• Going into extreme detail about anything and everything so long as a character. Looking straight into my eyes she said, "G, I know she's beautiful, hot and sexy, but she's still my kid. I can't really blame you, though. Try as I might I can't be mad, but I am disappointed". I hung my head and responded, "I don't know what else to say other than I'm sorry, Val". "And you, young lady", Val continued, looking sternly at Steffi, "just what did you think YOU were doing?". Steffi started to open her mouth but Val interjected, "No, no, no.....I'LL tell you what you were.