I am just calling it how I see it." I understand Mrs. Lang," Doris replied in her meek housekeeper's voice."Anyways, I have been talking over your sit...ation with Mr. Lang, and wehave decided, that in appreciation for all your hard work anddedication, we'd like to help give you a fresh start." I don't understand Mrs. Lang." Of course not dear, you're just a housekeeper," Diane said digging inthe knife to vent her anger and frustration for having to have thisdifficult conversation. "However, to. "Anywhere," I confirmed. "For one week. Then we're coming back here." What if your girlfriend calls you and says you can visit again?" Evania asked, ever practical."Then I'll fly back," I answered. "She could call tomorrow. It could be next week. I don't know. Money is no object, here. Make travel arrangements, but keep things flexible, okay? I want to keep a relatively low profile, so no private jet. We'll fly domestic first class, rent cars, take taxis, whatever. Okay?"The girls just looked. “I understand why he’s like that. I get it. He lost everything and he doesn’t believe me, and I can’t even blame him. But that doesn’t make me want to put myself in his way and let him flatten me!” I looked up and nuzzled his chin as he kissed my forehead. “I don’t want to go to Highever at all. I wasn’t there, but I’ve seen what happened. I remember those people, even though they never met me. I saw the blood and the bodies. It would be like inviting Kallian to a party at the Arl of Denerim’s. It was just too awful to comprehend.The bedspread and blankets were tossed back over the foot of the bed. Bill was stretched out beneath Barbara, his cock sticking up through his open fly as she squirmed crouchingly down on him. Bill's impressive young erection glistened as the housewife, her miniskirt bunched up around her hips, fucked madly. Judy's worn blue jeans - the ones she continued to salvage from the throw-away box whenever Arlene tried to discard them - were lowered to her hips..