" Hey, don't sweat it. Take your time. Well, don't take your time, you know what I mean."Rachael nods her head as she looks around the loft. His unmad... bed in the corner, with floor to ceiling windows on either side. A dresser and chest of drawers against one brick wall. A few paintings of this and that hanging in no particular order."How about a house?" she suggests looking back at Gage, still at his desk."Nah, then you have property taxes and insurance. Not too mention neighbors." O-kay." she. Would she say it was time for her to leave me? I hoped not.Saturday, June 7, 1993Two pieces of very important information reached us that day, the seventh of June, 1993.We were making good time traveling through Virginia when Megan announced that she simply had to find out about the baby. There was no answer at the Simmons's home. She left a message, saying that she would try again after lunch.Megan was on pins and needles until she spoke to Debra's mother. The baby was born the evening before.. The boy is so obvious. "And Susan just brings another angle to it. She says that she kind of shows what a normal family can be like, at least to Tina and Cindy. I'm sure that Nikki gets some of that, too."I asked Nikki's Dan, "So when do the flying lessons start?" You people are going to cost me a fortune," he laughed, then added, "soon." Look," I said, "Five hundred miles. Any weekend. Or more. And for the business we're going to be in, the ability to side-step airlines and all that. When it was the other’s turn, the rubbing on of the lotion seemed more gentle than normal, more a bodily, sexual, massage than intense application of a cream. Both enjoyed each ‘laying on of hands’. But eventually they settled down to enjoy the sun.For two or three hours the siblings chatted about life, they dozed for a while, they swam and they had a feeling of togetherness they had never felt before. John really enjoyed seeing his sister uncovered. He loved watching her pert, ample, breast.