"This though, what do you think this is worth?"He showed it to Bethany."No idea. Looks like an antique." She ran her fingertip along the blade. "Ouch!...It's sharp, too!" That's why you don't touch the blade, you stupid bitch!" You don't have to be an asshole!" she snapped. Neil ignored her and kept driving.Bethany searched through Grace's purse for some bandages, but all she could find were a pack of tissues. She wrapped her bleeding finger in a Kleenex tightly. The only other things she could. Also, her hand brushed against it in the process. She reaches into my underwear and does the whole "turn your head and cough" thing. I was soon aware that I was becoming semi-erect while this was happening.She tells me to stand up and positions a chair about a foot in front of me. "Pants around your ankles", she says. So I drop my jeans around my ankles and stand there in front of her in my underwear. She grabs my underwear and pulls them all the way down so that they're also around my ankles.. While I was sampling some of the finger food from the buffet table, the Dean appeared next to me and asked me to follow him. He took me into another room that held a stairway to the second floor."My family are going on a vacation for the next month to Brighton. I promised my wife that I would have the children's bedrooms repainted and re-decorated while they are gone. The furniture is ordered, the painting and repair contractor is scheduled for day after tomorrow, and I won't be here to oversee. I would fight for my family until my last dying breath and it seemed that this got through to her as well. She saw a completely new side of me that she had never seen before and it would take her time to get used to it.“I see,” my mother replied and with a voice that held a tone of defeat, she continued, “I guess you made up your mind then?”“Yes, I did. It would mean a lot to me if you were supportive of my decision, but no matter how you feel about my choice, I won’t change my mind. I’m going.