Finally, she stopped all pretense of tutoring and told me to sit down across from her. She looked at me for a long time and I felt extremely uncomfort...ble.Finally, she took a deep breath and started with, "Your father added an attachment to his letter to my husband explaining your behavior that caused him to send you here."I immediately broke out into a sweat and felt sick to my stomach. I knew that my life was going to be hell from here on."I am sure that you know what I am talking about,. She didn’t know why Rod was there and was afraid. If he’d raped one woman and shot at the cops like her husband said he did, then he was dangerous, and there was no telling what he’d do to her. Rod walked by her, into the living room. ‘Come on, baby, I don’t want to drink alone. You don’t mind having a beer with me, do you?’ he asked. He set the six-pack down on the coffee table, opened a couple of cans of beer, and took along swallow from one of them. ‘Rod, please, you have to leave,’ Wanda. It was locked. Frederic was still sleepy, so he didn't immediately think of his powers. He looked around in his cell. "No windows, one small lamp to lit the room, only one door of steel, walls of solid granite" he thought aloud. "This looks like a prison cell."He decided to test the door's strength. He walked back a few paces and launched himself at it, in a standard karate jump. Of course, it didn't budge and the only result Frederic got from the exercise was more pain from his sore limbs.. ”I know better than to argue. Over the last few years, her sex drive has almost entirely disappeared, while mine has remained the same. We used to screw three to four times a week, but before the deployment with my National Guard unit, it was down to once a month, when I was lucky.“Were you dreaming about Michael?” she asks me, and I feel my mood turn sour again. She never liked my best friend, and I really don’t feel like discussing him with her right now.Turning to look outside, I let my mind.