His rapt attention, made for a full moment of sheer quietness. ‘Oh Robert, look at us? We are grown ups. So let me ask a few questions?’ Rachelle ...aid as she popped a grape in her mouth. ‘How old are you? Do you truly like older ladies?’ Rachelle said with anticipation. ‘Well, the birthday issue came up pretty quickly. I was thinking perhaps a little way down the road. But that’s what I do adore about an older woman. She knows what she wants will ask and seem not to get thrown by answer’s.’. .. Oh fuck does my head hurt and my stomach. It hurts too much to fucking move and if I do I’ll vomit and I hate vomiting. Lay still asshole, just lay fucking still I keep telling myself.While laying there I listen to Sandy cry. She keeps talking about how sorry she is and how she hopes for a second chance and that I will forgive her for being such a bitch and filing for divorce. She is so sorry for hurting me so much that I would consider killing myself and that no matter what happened she. Sensing my mood, Swarta took my left hand in hers while breaking free from the hug to stand at my side.“Sparrow, come in here!” I shouted with good humor.Sparrow’s flushed face popped into view, but his body remained hidden behind the wooden wall. His eyes darted around the room, taking in the excited scene. He looked anxious and unbelieving when his gaze swept upon me.His father waved him in, and then called out, “Don’t keep your master waiting.”The pre-teen plodded into the tower with his. He spokefrankly to April, telling her that while he thought that David would behappy, his reason was more tied up with wanting to date her. Heapologised although, she pointed out, it was David he needed toapologise to.The surgery was finished by lunchtime, but David was left at the houseuntil the following morning, after another night of hypnotic suggestion,then, still very groggy, His wife took him home so that he would wake upin a familiar setting.It was Thursday morning when a very confused.