Although I was hoping for a miracle, my flight had already been delayed twice, so the cancellation was no surprise. I resigned myself to this immediat... fate. I called my folks and told them it would be at least another day before I could get home. On a long shot, I checked with the hotel in the airport and found that all the rooms were booked. I closed my phone and sat down in one of the row seats, knowing that it was probably going to double as my bed for the night. There was really no sense. . And EVERY Wednesday he'd be at Carol's apartment... and so on, from now on! And Kathy said she might bring a friend over with her next Saturday to see him!His mind reeled as he tried to imagine who it could be and he shivered with shame at the thought of anybody else he knew seeing what those young girls were going to do to him!When he got home he nervously dashed into his house, removed the garter belt and stockings, and climbed into bed. As he laid there he thought about how all this had. I doubt it will happen though, because we all know we can’t talk to anyone about this; not to your family or any strangers, nobody but us and your Grandma.”I hoped I wasn’t piling the guilt on too far, but there really was no way of getting around it. I was afraid of the trouble a misspoken comment could provoke. After that, Cate played with her a bit to help alleviate the tension that I’d created, which helped, but it was still a very hard evening for a girl so young to handle.It turned out. As usual, I turned up the temperature as hot as I could stand and let the warm water and steam clear my head. After a few minutes, I was feeling almost human and then quickly washed up, dried off, and went to eat breakfast. I smiled when I saw the bowl of «filmjölk», the corn flakes, «knäckebröd», butter, and cheese of a standard Swedish breakfast. I’d mostly eaten bacon or sausage, eggs, and waffles for the past couple of years, so this was a nice change.“Steve,” Putte said, “after our friends.