One might speculate that this was simply an unfortunate coincidence, but I take a suspicious view of so-called coincidence and must speculate that thi... sort of magnetism has meaning just as the secrets of the Sphinx and the ruins of Stonehenge are still unexplained.In 1943, even the famous Field Marshal Rommel was able to see the handwriting on the wall and he decided to abandon the North African field of military operations and requested a return to the Fatherland to organize stiff resistance. "Ed smiled at her suggestive comment, "Maybe a little of both. The case is coming to a head and you're going to be right in the middle of it. Can I come in and talk?"Katherine let him in and led him out on the patio. The night air was pleasant and she asked it wanted a drink. Ed told her that he would have whatever she was having and she went back into the house and returned with two rocks glasses filled with Scotch on the rocks.Ed took a sip of the Scotch before he spoke, "The police have the. Through the gap I could make out a very nice bedroom, with a deep, soft cream carpet and satin drapes at the window. The room was bathed in a soft light from overhead spots that dotted the ceiling."I'm in here."Jay said from somewhere behind the door.I went inside.Jay was in bed with a big, soft duvet up to his waist. It was so thick I had to look closer to realise his legs ended around the lower part of his thighs. But it didn't bother me, didn't put me off in the slightest, from the moment. Nothing bad will happen.”“But Daddy, it’s not right for boys to make love to their mother,” she quietly said into my shoulder. “Its ok.” I soothed her. “There’s nothing wrong with your mother and I showing the boys, and you if you want, how much we love you.”“Are you sure?” she asked in a quiet, girlish voice. “Yes, there’s nothing wrong with it as long as it stays in the family,” I quickly said, holding her tight against me. I raised her head to look at her and leaned down, kissing her on her.