Certainly Craigthought so." But I thought I..I mean Steve was taking you to the movie." Well, consider it your punishment for not following my order t...e othernight. Though I am not sure how much punishment it is for you to weargirls' clothing. Now let's go."Before I could respond she grabbed my hand, pulled me outside, andlocked the door. Still holding my hand she headed for the bus stop,forcing me to follow. There were several people at the bus stop and Iwas very nervous being in public. Something in the sounds played had triggered the reaction in Tamara, but as of yet, no one knew how things might turn out. For all Gene knew, she was locked away, forever. He wished he’d protested more, done something to keep this all from happening, but it was too late for that, and Gene stewed, miserable and heartbroken, clutching his daughter as tight as he could against him.They’d been convinced to get some rest by Holly, the short blonde’s compassion deep and a small silver lining in a. The old man sounded like he was wearing a damn snorkel. The bed sounded like a rickety car over a bumpy country road.It wasn't going to be long. It never is. As the noise stopped, the old man sighed. One more bump on the wall and he rolled over. As usual, Michael stroked himself under his sweatpants as he listened to them having sex. Then, as the house grew still, he heard her whisper something he'd never heard her say before."Just a little more." It was a tender plea. The old man spoke not a. In these quiet moments, I would just love to have you near me, holding me, whispering to me, playing with my hair. I can practically feel your hand on my cheek, caressing me softly, kissing me gently. This is how I want you…in all ways possible: the crazy laughter of your funny side, the gentle warmth of your romantic side, the wild abandon of your passionate side, the thoughtful contemplation of your intellectual side, the peaceful quiet of your sweet side. I want it all. Won’t you give me all.