But I knew this was not about his parents it was about his mom. I whispered in his ear, "Tell me about your mom, do you touch yourself thinking about ...er?" I felt his body tense. "Do you think it would be naughty of you to tell me about it? I had very strong feelings about my father when I was your age. What you are feeling is not new. But if you feel that way, then I will help you by doing something naughty as well." He turned his head and looked at me with tear filled eyes. I lowered my hand. Now can you leave me alone?" She replied "Fine, your loss. I would have done everything those young bitches these days won't do because they're too pretty to do it." But as Joseph finally shrugged the older woman off, the group of blondes that he was going over to talk to was already walking out the door. Joseph realized they were the only attractive women in the bar and since they were gone, he decided to just have a few drinks and go home. As the night continued, the crowd in the bar began to. “Kind of,” she replies. “More like from his boss.”“Santa has a boss?” Colin asks, sitting down, even more curious about it. “You’ve never told us about that.”“How do you know I didn’t tell your father?”Colin grins. “I don’t, but it’s not like you keep things from us.”Lorena smiles at him. “No, not usually,” she says solemnly. “I like sharing, but some things are sometimes best left alone.”“Is this one of those times?” he asks.“It was ... is...”“Do we have anything planned for today?” Colin. " My words came fast and sounded jumbled. "I don't think there's anything left."He leaned against the hood of the car and I told him what had happened."Jesus, Mary, and Joseph." He pressed his palms against his tearing eyes. "This is all so fucking senseless!"We stood there together, for I don't know how long, trying to restore some sense of sanity.A while later, Tom and Helen went out to do some shopping, and I went into Melody's room. She was curled up asleep under a white sheet on the.