At the same time, Tammy and me made posters all over the house and mainly in their bedroom: "Way to go, Mom", "A year to make up for, Dad", "we want t... hear screams!!", "give it to her good, Dad", "Mom, 365 days to make up for. Don't let him run away." and a few more as they came to our mind. Tammy, of course, prepared one of the most delicious meals ever, making all the dishes known as good for the libido.When they arrived we received Mom with hugs, telling her how great it was to see her on. He was now smelling like an 80lbs flower . After receiving Chewy’s kisses I pushed passed him and made for the shower. I opened all the windows because it was a beautiful 70 degrees with a slight summer breeze. I turned on the shower, waiting for the water to get hot. I had two beautiful French doors that opened out of the master bathroom, to a 2nd floor balcony overlooking the street of identical looking buildings. There were only woods across the street which made for a nice view. I noticed. "This is Dug," Kaycee said. "He's a linebacker on the football team." Hi," Brian said."Hey," came the reply."Dug's going to be in the next NFL draft," Kaycee said. "Fifth round."Brian nodded in approval. "Congratulations." Thanks man..."Debra came from her room. "I'm ready," she said and headed out the door. "What did you think of Kaycee's boyfriend?" she asked."Impressive amount of testosterone," he replied.She giggled. "His name isn't Doug as in short for Douglas, but Dug as in a pit. But. “Yeah, it is. Stabbed a ... a fucking ridiculous amount of times.” Easier to say that, than to say the name of the person responsible. “I ... I think I’ll do another sweep with the team, then visit her again, later tonight.”“I see.” Antoinette leaned back in her fancy chair, and sighed, combing her hair over her chest in that cute way she did. No matter how dire the situation, he supposed he couldn’t help but notice things like that about her. It made the current situation bearable, if only.