But don't leave!" His voice seemed so soaked in emotion,that I started shivering, but I had not built up my defences in vain, andbravely I cocked my ...ead up and faced his stare, trying not to melt in aninstant. "Paul…" I breathed, "For how longthis time?" Again that expression, as if I torturedhim, spoiled the beautiful silence we had shared. But could I hurt him, howcould this mean enough for him to look at me like that? "I'm sorry!" I whispered then, "I just,… Ithought you wanted me to. ......"Steve didn't say anything. Why make it worse than it already was? Instead, he tried to put on a happy face to convince his father that nothing was amiss. Steve rolled onto his side, and watched his father get dressed. When he did, he felt moisture, which he imagined to be sperm leak out of his vagina, onto his upper thigh, and onto the bed sheets. "Great!" he thought as he lay there, unmoving, in the wet spot. "Just ANOTHER thing for me to clean up." However, this time Steve actually. Hell, she thought, maybe Norman would like her better this way. She just had to figure this out."Hi, honey, I'm home!" shouted Norman as he closed the front door.Kate wanted to strangle him - she was really getting tired of that expression, and the Ricky Ricardo accent he used to shout it. He seemed to think it was funny, but it was just annoying. But for today, she put on a winning smile and went to greet him."Hi, Norman, how was your day?" Just fine. Anything new?" No. I'll go finish dinner.". Betty applauded and smiled with the rest. She always remembered that day as one of the best in her life. Washington treated founding day like it did inauguration day. There were parties and balls all over the city. The girls traveled from party to party meeting and greeting the Capitol's rich, powerful, and famous.They arrived back at the Hall of Righteousness late and drunk, except for Olivia who had a much higher metabolism. They were all tired and quickly retired to their rooms after saying.