Cindytook his hand and welcomed him to the Slammer family of fine films. Theoddest family he'd most likely meet in this life time she noted with alaug.... He would have to agree looking at the movie posters around theroom. A very odd family!A few days later he was loaded down with the first scripts, a roughdraft of a book that would release with the film and some sketches ofhis outfits. Those last had almost made him regret signing althoughleaving the restaurant, and now on a retainer, took some. ’ he put extra emphasis on the word teenage. ‘Probably my fault for spoiling her. She can be stubborn.’ he pointed toward her room. ‘If you want her, go get her.’ I’m glad he didn’t say you made your bed now go sleep in it. That would have been a little creepy. I found her in her room wearing sweats with red, puffy eyes. She looked like shit. ‘Go away.’ ‘I am sorry I talked down to you like a child.’ ‘And?’ ‘And what?’ That was all the apology my pride could stomach. ‘What about the other. It's also insulting to Ben," Emily continued. "He may have lost an arm but he's got no less right to happiness than anyone else. Whether they have scars or not." "I never said otherwise," Lydia pointed out, her voice level but heated. Her eyes were narrowed, and it was obvious she and her older daughter were ready to keep going at it. "Just let it go, Em," Connie spoke up. "It's all right. Let's just go eat. Please, the guys are waiting." The other two women stared at each other for a moment. ”If you have read my earlier account of dressing up for Ann you will be able to imagine my feeling of eager anticipation as I rang Ann’s front door bell just after 7 on Wednesday night.She answered the door looking very sexy in a lovely white lacy blouse, an awesome black leather skirt, red nylons and red stiletto heels. She looked stunning and, getting right to the matter in hand as it were, and dispensing with the pleasantries of offering anything to drink, she led me straight towards the.