" The voice said.I go home and tell Ralph but he does not seem to care. Maybe that is not correct. It is probably more correct to say that he does not...understand what has been happening and can possibly happen.What I get is a: "It is probably nothing, don't worry about it."Damn now I have two good reasons to be mad. One, I might have cancer; and number two, my idiot husband does not understand shit. Maybe he would understand if someone took his toys away. Why did I even think that? Please God,. When my vision returned moments later, I saw Austin leaning over Nathan's shoulder, both of them grinning at the screen on Austin's iPhone. When I realized he had snapped a photo of me in my vulnerable position, I tried to pull away from Nathan, only to feel his hand grip the back of my head and shove my face into his crotch. My lips touched into his pubes, and I could do nothing but stare upwards as he held my head in place. Austin finally turned his phone around, and confirmed my fears. My. I suppose this is the time I earned the reputation of a wastrel, party animal, playboy, which followed me throughout my adult life, but can you really expect a fifteen year old boy to be serious about running a multi-million dollar empire, even if he hadn't just discovered he could almost fly? Where I did direct my wealth, it was to direct research into innovations and devices which could help me personally, in my physical expression of intoxication and exhilaration.After I had gained my full. He backed off and looked her in the eyes, ‘I am so going to enjoy spending the rest of my week with you Angela.’ She looked at him quizzically, he never called her that, ‘Why did you just do that?’ She asked, ‘Why did you use that name?’ Vic smiled, ‘Relax,’ he said, his fingers stroking the side of her face, ‘I just wanted to make sure you were paying attention.’ ‘I always pay attention to you,’ Bree replied snuggling close to him again. Vic looked at the clock on the side of the bed and made.