“Well, I’m going to do it anyway. I’m going to look into your eyes and I’m going to tell you that I love you and that I miss you. I’m going ...o tell you that I love your text messages in the morning and your ‘I love you’s’ when you say goodbye on the phone. I’m going to tell you that I love your laugh and your smile. I can’t believe how lucky I am to have found you and how lucky I am that I get to be in love with you.” “Please don’t, I don’t want to cry. I don’t want you to come home and all I. Brad stopped suckling for a moment and kissed her neck again. “Has anyone ever done that to you before?” he asked in a whisper.She took her hand away. She was panting. “Yeah,” she said. “But not like that. Not so good.” Her eyes opened briefly and stared into his. “I love you, Daddy.”“I love you too, Nina,” he responded. “If you want to stop we can. Do you want to stop?”She hesitated, then slowly shook her head. Brad smiled and lowered his head to her chest again. Her hands clutched his head,. They were all non-assertive, easily controlled, and I'm sure, highly frustrated guys."He's not due in the next fifteen minutes, is he?" No, but I have to get ready." Carol clearly didn't want to waste time on whatever silly thing I was doing."I don't want to go either," declared Donna, not bothering with an excuse.This was typical in the single-minded Marks' families. They had little respect for me and didn't want to go out of their way for anything I wanted. I could spend the next several. ‘Perhaps I can even find a friend or two’ I recall whispering to myself, wishing more than anything to be able to share my passion for the graphic arts and computers with someone who would appreciate them in like manner. My wife sure didn’t understand it nor did she really care to even try. The room was halfway full so there were a number of seats available still. I chose one between a long-haired blond and wavy-haired brunette, both of which appeared to be circa my own age. I could claim that.