. there's more to the story buddy." Seriously? What? How? I mean, Jesse, you know – fool me once, fool me twice – you know how it goes" exclaimed ...am, the drink on it's way to his mouth forgotten."Yeah," sighed Jesse."So, long story short, I got convinced." Jesse just simply shrugged. "Maybe I was a sucker. I dunno. I love that woman, and she loves me. She's way harder on herself for what she did than I was. She'd do things like give me the passwords to all her email and her phone, for texts.. He was happy with the supplies being sent up too. He had expected a counter-attack, or a rebellion, or an encircling movement. It seemed the only attack on Brancaster had been repulsed with the aid of the townsfolk. The General read the letter explaining the unorthodox tactics; a warning bell in his head said he would have to either keep Augustus Ling rewarded or have him killed before too long; he was clearly talented and ambitious. Still, so far he was a good logistical organiser; he would. I was not sure how to react.The next time we were alone, I went for my usual bath and wound my towel around my waist. This time I was slightly breathless and obviously turned on. As usual, she was there in the corridor and started to reach out and grab. This time I let her backs me into the corner and took my hands off the towel. In a way she sensed victory and grabbed and opened my towel. In all the anticipation I was completely hard. She held my towel and gazed at it for about 30 seconds. I. "Her response didn't surprise me. I fully expected her to have some ambivalence about my new plan. On the one hand, she'd feel gratified that I was interested in lawyering -- of any variety. On the other, she'd worry -- some -- about what Daddy might think. Would he feel rejected? And supposing he did feel rejected? How would Mom feel about that? Good? Bad?... Both?My parents were complicated citizens.Her next question, too, was predictable. "Where would you go to law school?" she asked.You'd.