One hour later Ralf went into Megan's roomand took the box with the pills. He was not quite sure what he was going to do with thembut he thought somet...ing would come up. As Megan came home that evening she madeher room a complete mess. Ralf showed up and asked if something was wrong. Meganlooked at him with sinister eyes. "You have it, give it back!" Megancried. "I have what?"Ralf responded naive. Ralf left her room and went to his own.Five minuteslater Megan came in and set on his bed. "Please. She knew he would not believe her and that Belinda would deny it.Consequently, that resulted in tension between her and Mark, as the lack of an explanation made it appear as if she was being irrational. They walked on eggshells around each other for a while and that edginess spread to the bedroom where they hadn't made love, or even really touched each other, for a couple of weeks. She was so trying to be good, and yet so horny she could cry.That meant her sessions with her vibrator were. I was in for it. I waited nervously. She had not said anything for the last five minutes and the suspense was killing me. Would she let me? Would she hate me now, knowing how much I wanted this? Would she think I was some kind of freak, maybe even have me put away? God, the tension was heavy in the room right now. Finally, she sighed and began to speak.“Andy, I will really have to think about this. I really don’t think I can give you that. I’m your mother, and you really should not think about. I've talked to Fontaine — the lawyer we went to see about the property the other morning — and he's going to have one of his friends call back."Jeff could see the color drain from her face, and he squeezed her hand."Now, before you get too upset, the Sheriff reminded me that it was election year and the DA would probably like to keep his name in the news. Tate is firmly in your corner, adamant that you did everything by the book, but he keeps saying that there has to be another reason. Unless I.