They both rushed over to Mike to express there gladness that he wouldn't be going away. Sharon sat down on William's lap, to hug and kiss him, telling...him how much she loved him. She snuggled her head on his shoulder like a little girl. He whispered in her ear, first of his own love. Then telling about the land deal they were now hoping for. She squealed with joy, turning to her Moms. "Is it TRUE? Are they REALLY thinking about moving HERE? THAT would be WONDERFUL!!!" Just then, William's phone. I'm sad to say that your father does not share my feelings. He still feels strongly that you and Nigel sinned grievously and that we were right to 'excommunicate' you. I no longer do. It is better to forgive and to leave the final judgement to God. The Friends agree with me and I have quoted 'Judge not that ye be not judged' to him to no avail. He argues that the RC belief is that a sinful daughter should be expelled from the family and that we were extremely tolerant to ensure that your baby. There is absolutely no sex in this part as the characters start under 18 as I’m trying to lay out a story. PART I My family didn’t have much since the time my mother divorced my father. It was about eight years ago when my father came home intoxicated and an argument they were having suddenly became a nightmare. At some point during their fight my father struck my mother knocking her to the floor and began yelling in her face in which my older sister Julie intervened. It was when my father. You came here to carry out your research...”“Yes, I do,” she argued. “I have to have the ... feel of this place, this ... planet. It will come through in my dissertation. Darnit, I want that doctorate. I’ve been treated like a gofer long enough. I’ve fetched coffee, soft drinks, booze, food, snacks and equipment, took notes, run personal errands, done everything but wipe their asses, and even, on occasion, got to do some meaningful research. I will present a dissertation worthy of my doctorate..