Kelly was absolutely terrified. She couldn't let him humiliate her own babies like that. She had no choice. She grabbed her keys and left to the farm ...traight away.Arriving at the desolate farm, Kelly stepped out of her vehicle into the thick muddy ground. Her sandals getting stuck and her feet covered in filth. She left her sandals and walked barefoot through the mud towards the farmhouse. Her small white feet covered in filth."Mommy over here!" Yelled a voice.Kelly followed the sound to a. ”The couple finished their drinks and taking her words to heart, disrobed and lay on the bed together while Terry pulled a chair from the dressing table, and sat facing them.”“The young lady on the bed had never been watched before, never even considered it--furthermore, she was later somewhat reticent about what exactly transpired between her and her lover and, for that matter, Terry.“I think it reasonable to say that, once naked and on the bed together, the young lady and gentleman lover. . I rather liked the idea that I was still 'yours', even after all these years. That you'd be jealous if I ever wanted to be with somebody else. It would mean you still cared." Of course I still care. I care enough to let you go." You mean that?" Of course I do. I want to see you happy; I always have. I've also always known that I'm not the right guy to do that for you. So nothing would make me happier than knowing you'd found your Mr. Right. Maybe that's Everett. Maybe not. Either way, I'd be. Not something I would have tried to orchestrate.”“I understand. I’m not telling you to do it or that you should do it, just don’t foreclose the possibility it might be the right thing.”“Hopefully, it won’t come to that,” I said.“Do you believe that?”“No,” I sighed. “No, I don’t.”October 21, 1992, Chicago, Illinois“Mr. Adams? This is Principal Monroe.”I suppressed a sigh. I was reasonably sure what this was about. Rachel. It had to be.“Good afternoon, Principal Monroe. How may I help you?”“We.