Kind of like you two.”“Don’t do that, Mick,” Diana pleaded mildly.“Do what?”“Don’t say things that are going to come back to kill me i... you and I don’t end up together.”“Sorry, Diana. I’m not used to having one woman in my life, let alone five. I’m not trying to hurt anyone.”“We had this talk. Hurt is going to happen. Please just don’t make me hurt worse,” Diana said sadly.“If I do, it won’t be on purpose, I promise. Oh, here comes the sun. The fog should burn off quickly now.”We sat in silence. That is when you know you're doing it right.” How peppy can a person be about working out? I can't help but think to myself. I should have gone with a different work out DVD today. Just when I think I'll give up, Sam walks in. I can't give up now. He tosses his keys onto the table and sits down, watching me. “Now that is a view I can get used to seeing every time I come home, Blonde,” he winks at me. “You're home early. I was expecting you in like an hour,” I don't miss pace with my squats,. "I don't know; I mean--hell; I have a young daughter, but I never thought about fucking her." Oh come on, now," Debbie cut in. "I've seen you eyeing Mary's tight little butt, and sneaking looks at her tits." Okay, maybe I have; she's a beautiful little girl. But I just kind of look; I don't really plan on putting it to her. Some kid will, and I might be jealous of him, but--okay, okay; thinking about screwing her isn't the same thing as actually going ahead with it. Even if she would let me.". Carlos, who took care of the school stage at Ben Davis, had been hired to design the shows, but I was his assistant technical director, so I had a lot of work to do on the fall production of Hamlet.“Are you on my crew today, Nicki?” I asked. That was about the only thing I could guess that might be deep shit. I liked Nicki, but she scared the bejeezus out of me. She was just… batshit crazy.“No. I just came over to inform you about your troubles and wait to watch you explain it to Paula,” she.