After all, her paychecks came from the Foundation for Truth and Justice. She even had an office on the second floor of their building and was listed a... a research assistant. Little did anyone know that the real work done by the Foundation was carried on several floors up in the Directory, far from the prying eyes of the public."Mandy!"Raven was pulled out of her reverie by the sound of her little sister Traci's greeting. She turned and embraced her sister. A casual observer might not believe. I loved that she was furious with me but unable to tear her eyes away. And when I raised my hand and gave her a much harder swat on the behind than any of the previous ones it was fascinating to see how her pupils dilated. Aside from a sudden huff of breath as the blow struck her she said nothing. But she was getting angrier, I could tell, and when she tried to remove her arms from around my waist I had to forcefully put them back. Even then she continued to stare into my eyes. Now she knew. Helen rolled over on her back and looked at him. Her hand rose and caressed his face. ‘I know you won’t,’ she said. She took a deep breath. ‘I’m putting entirely too much on you.’ Her comments confused Bobby. ‘I don’t know what you mean,’ he said. ‘You aren’t putting anything on me.’ Helen shook her head. ‘Yes I am,’ she said, ‘I…I’m expecting you to take the place of the man in my life, and that isn’t fair…’ She sniffled a little. ‘It…it isn’t right for me to expect you to…ah…take care of me.’. So after a nice little relaxing nap and a shower for us all, we all made our way outside to our little closed in awning. The bug net was down and the breeze was nice and cool. We sat down on our lounge chairs talking and having a few adult drinks. After like our third drink my mother in-law spoke up "I think it is time for some special needs to be taken care of it has been years sense I have had them taken care of" looking right at my wife. Liz stood up and approached her mother. She leaned in.