That said: the individual and specific characters, locations, descriptions, identity manifests, mannerisms, situations, plot elements, etc, ad nauseam... which appear in this story: are (C), (TM), and/or (R) their respective authors.It was a day like any other in the small, self contained, city-state of Blushing. There wasn't a cloud in the sky, it was a balmy 310º Kelvin outside, while within the city, as always, it was 297.6º and the exactly 10,000 inhabitants were going about their routines,. She comes and sees her to school then collects her and stays with her until I return. This means she is free for most of the day and she likes Petunia's company in the evening when I have to work late."Luna turned to look at him and said to him as he drove,"That must be expensive though. Can you afford that on an inspector's salary?"Dudley Laughed and said,"No I can't, but my Father allowed himself to get overweight and took little or no exercise and had high blood pressure, as a result he was. Quickly, my body instinctively scooted back down to Ean and I immediately pulled him into me. And as embarrassing as it was, I started crying into his chest. I couldn’t stop it even though I didn’t want my mom to see me do something so childish just seconds after we were talking.Losing myself in the dark world pressing into Ean’s chest, I felt mom squeeze my arm for a few seconds shortly before I heard the door quietly shut.I cried and cried and cried wishing with everything that I could just. Uh...nothing," I stammered in reply.You nonchalantly brushed the files with your hand and they fell, scattering to the floor. "Oh shit!" you exclaimed. I started to get up, but you placed your delicate fingers on my shoulder, pushing me back down."No, I'll get it," you said with a smile.Damn, I thought, there goes that mischievous smile again. You turned and bent over. My eyes followed the gentle curve of your ankles, then worked their way up the back of your smooth thighs to... "Shit!"You were.