I planned to talk to them about the race in Bloomington but hadn’t gotten around to it yet. I’d sort of circumvented the issue with the Noblesvill... race because Em came down to meet me in Indy.“I was going to talk to you about that but with Em here last week it sort of slipped my mind,” I whined. Christ! I sound like a teenager!“Invite your ... uh—Nanette?—Invite her to Sunday dinner after your long run. Olivia, your parents, too. I’ll talk to them tomorrow, so please invite them as soon as. She was definitely flattered, and as I said from what I could tell she was also excited.It was then I pushed it even just a little bit further to see her reaction, “in fact, “ I continued to tell her, “you still are downright sexy!”“Wow!” She instantly replied. Her face slightly blushed; she did not look away and instead looked me directly in the eye. “Thank you, honey.” she accepted my compliments graciously. Then she added, “I’m not sure you really understand how good that makes me feel.”Her. “Hey, baby sister,” he said, looking at me like I was a birthday cake and it was his birthday. “Are you about to shower? Want some company?” He waggled his eyebrows suggestively.“Uhmmm, Henry....Question,” I said, holding up a finger. “What exactly do you do when you sneak into Emma's room at night?”“Oh," he said, running a hand through his hair with an uncomfortable look. "Ummm not much, just jack off while I look at her. She would be so mad if she knew, but I couldn't help it ever since I. I hated to burst her bubble but what the hell, I was running in a vicious mood. For one thing nothing was going to impress her, for another I didn't give a crap if I pissed her off. If she left to might be a good thing."I don't have a clue, but I still need that picture." Let me think," she replied. With that she grew quiet while I drank my bourbon and smoked the cigar. The strong tobacco smell hid the smell of burning carpet pretty well. Before Dee spoke to me again she opened her cell.