No, that's it. I fantasize about it." He grinned. "Yeah, I've been fantasizing about it a lot these days."Margaret squirmed on the chair across from h...s, tapping the pencil tip meditatively on the note pad. She rembered the call she'd received that morning, and the frantic sound in Patty Wayne's voice as she'd begged Margaret to accept a counseling appointment with Walter that afternoon.Walter had seemed pretty sullen when he'd entered her home a few minutes before, and followed her into her. "Hello, Mrs Palmer!" Hello, Paul! Do you want tea or coffee? You can take one up for Penny when you go..." Tea for me, please, Mrs Palmer."He put his tea down on the floor outside Penny's room while he knocked and then opened the door. She was sitting on her bed in her underwear, texting, but a look and a smile acknowledged his arrival and patting the bed was his invitation to join her. As he sat next to her, she leaned forward so that he could put his arm behind her back."You never did tell me. Before I could get in the car, several people came over asking for an autograph. Josh had told me once, I think it was on the first day of training camp, even though it can be tedious at times, people following you asking for an autograph or picture, one day they will stop. And as hard as it is to believe, you will miss the attention, so enjoy it now. I signed several articles including the church bulletin, which was a first for me.We made our way back to Alexis’ mother’s home, changed clothes. ‘You’re not going to leave without putting your clothes back on, are you?’ Charlotte flushed bright red as she realized what she’d been about to do. She’d been so busy insisting that she wasn’t a bimbo slut, and here she was about to give everyone in the building a free show! She pulled her shirt out from the little bundle of clothes she’d been holding and set the rest down on the floor, then began pulling it over her head. ‘You sure you don’t want me to come over there and help you?’ Paul.