" Kathy wondered what that stood for as she pulled it off and tossed it aside.She had to find Christi. Now where could she be?Kathy snapped her finger.... She must be in Billy's room getting an extra wake-up call! How silly of her, of course that's where she was!"Billy?" Kathy whisper echoed her disappointment as she bounced onto the bed where her brother slept alone. "Have you seen Christi?" Christi?" The sleepy boy mumbled. "Kathy," he woke with a start, "what are you doing here? Mommy said you. She admired herself in the mirror for just a second, then took a special g-string from her dresser and slipped it on. A few adjustments, and she was satisfied. Then she grabbed the slip and in one fluid motion lifted it over her head and let it slid down her body. Now it was her turn to let the "sssssst" escape. Shaking out the slip so it hung right, she checked her hair, picked up her brush and gave it a couple of strokes. She wasn't wearing any makeup or lipstick. Not needed for this. . well ... let’s see. There’s more than one part to it. When I left Hayward, I drove up here for some reason. I really didn’t have a destination in mind, I just knew I had to get away. I stopped by my former home in Davis and had a good cry. I missed my parents, especially my dad. He was my anchor when I was younger and now ... with how I’d acted with you and all my friends and supporters, I needed him more than ever. But, he was gone and wasn’t coming back, so I had to deal with that.“I. She opens her mouth. Her tongue grazes her lips. Her eyes will stay closed, but she will see me now. I pass my hand, my wounded hand, through her face. She will see me now. I can imagine her eyes. Her bright blue eyes. Open beneath their shading lids. Wide open, staring at me. Staring at me as I arch my body over her. Staring at me. Her mouth open, her breathing faster. Staring at me.And I stare back at her. I smile at her with my sweet soft lips, the lips He loved around Him. The lips He.