She offered to cook for me later. Then we moved to the bathroom. We still don’t have the door.Me: So this is my bathroom.Georgina: Oh! The door is m...ssing.Me: Uhh yeah, I’ve been meaning to get that fixed. Luckily it hasn’t been too much of a problem. I could do with a bigger shower, though.It is a pretty tiny shower. However, it seemed perfect for both Amy and me to share, given how petite she is. If I ever showered with Georgina there, it would be as tight a squeeze as a restroom on an. Even her low laugh carried a charged sexuality that was evident clear across the room. Her highlighted blonde hair cascaded over one shoulder, and the straight sheen of it seemed to glow in the studio lights. He had to touch the alabaster smoothness of her skin, to convince himself that she was real and not some fantasy produced out of his fevered mind. He re-positioned her hand a little more in front, and as he touched the warm skin of her arm, an almost physical shock ran through him; instead. "Will you tell me what happened?" Ruth asks her daughter."I ... I can't." I understand," Ruth says and kisses her daughter's sweaty forehead. "She's warm," she tells Rosa. "I should give her some willow bark." Good idea," Rosa nods while concentrating on soothing Sarah's damaged flesh.Minutes later, she brings the smelling salts under Sarah's nose and awakens her."Ow. Oh. What? How? I'm ... home!" Sarah moans."Drink this ... slowly," Rosa tells her, pressing the glass of juice to her lips and. I'm just a tired and a little nauseous. I didn't get as much sleep as I usually do." She though 'Nauseous?' She turned to look at the calendar attached to the corkboard. 'Could it be? No, surely not!'Reassured, Sara continued, "I really like Jake. Will he be coming to visit again soon?"Looking at her daughter, Lesa smiled; then laughed, "I like Jake, too. Yes, I think he'll be visiting us very soon," and added to herself, 'At least I hope he will, just as soon as I recover from his last.