My concern was that somehow word had gotten out that I'd lost that zeal expected of lower level daemons, that willingness to 'take one for the team', ...o go the extra league. If that's what it was, my ancient goose may be well and truly cooked to a delicate crispy glaze.I took the lift down to my boss Scorn's office. His secretary Casket sat on a wooden stool encrusted with rusted nail heads, nothing too ostentatious. She herself was wrapped in grayish shrouds like desiccated grave wrappings,. ?Not in the least. Do you have to choose one or the other? I like you the way you are just fine. When you?re not worrying about how you ?should? act, you seem perfectly contented with who you are. If you?re happy with living as Kate, than that?s the way you should live. Believe me, I?m happy living with Kate, darling!??Trust a second grade teacher to be able to break things down into small chunks so even us worrywarts can understand. I had an interesting conversation with the kids this. The top of her smock type dress had gaped open and I had a clear view down it and could completely see the whole of one breast and the side-swell of the other one. I couldn't take my eyes of this wonderful sight and I am pretty sure that I began to babble to Dad but he must have been so involved with driving that my blithering didn't register with him. I couldn't take my eyes from Mom's wonderful breast and, to my great surprise, I saw the brown nipple expand and poke out further even as I. Help me understand, Joshua.”“Are you joking?” Jill asked, “Look at them, Mrs. Abati, just look at them. They are two peas in a pod. A more perfect pair I could not think of. How can you not see tha-”“Jill, why don’t you come make breakfast for us?” George asked, with wet hair, and wearing a robe, “I think they need some privacy.”George lead her away down the car.“I’m sawhry fawh huh, a really nice girl she is,” Josh said, “But always what she is tinkin’ she says.”“She always says what she is.