"But that's obviously not gonna happen."You were always better than me with handling guilt. It just doesn't seem to hit any interest whatsoever in you... If I think of all the fights that I started over your indifference, mainly because I envied you for being so laid-back but was too proud to admit it. Even now, I just recently accepted that it isn't my fault you stopped talking to me, and not yours either—that it is no one's fault, in fact, and can never be changed.At least, you seem not to mind. We took the lift to the last floor and then took stairs to the rooftop. We took some time to settle and we were already half wet since it was raining . I did not waste anymore time and I went near her and kissed ……I placed my hands on her boobs and caressed them … That was my fav part and she always enjoyed it. I pulled her lower lips holding them between my lips and she moaned and scratched my back ..I could feel her nails on my back over my tees.I grabbed her butt and squeezed them so hard. 30 just as we were almost done she walked over stacking the plates and bowls away while the sterio blaired out loude i must not of been paying as much attension as i thought because the next moment i had a sharp cutting pain across the parm of my hand i forced my hand out of the water like a reflex "arghh dam" claire ran over to see what was wrong and all i could see was my parm split open must of been from one of the knives still in the sink "oh my god come here" i herd claire say i turned. ”Sam giggles, “I like that story, because Daddy did it without hurting my uncles.”Reese asked, “Was that one of stories you were talking about yesterday in the barn?”Sam and Kathryn both giggle and shake their head yes. Ron looking through the scrapbook sees how young Kathryn looks four years ago. There’s a picture of me and Kathryn in the front porch swing of the Edward’s home a little after I gave Kathryn her necklace. We were kissing in the picture.Ron asks, “Just how old are you Kathryn?.