Ever practical, Felix "stood" onhis hands, lowered himself to the ground - that is to say, maneuveredso that the handbag was sitting base-down on the ...round with his headand shoulders pointing straight in the air - then grabbed the side ofthe bag with his hands and pushed himself up. It was slow going atfirst, but it got easier once the top of the bag got below his breasts--Felix's eyes opened wide from their previous closed position, and healmost gave himself whiplash as his face moved from. I put it on, imagining it still being warm like Daddy's skin. I rolled the sleeves up, so my hands were free, and I wrapped it around me, snuggling into it like Daddy's arms. I didn't bother to button it; I just held it close around me and went down the stairs.On the way to the kitchen, I passed Daddy's study. I jumped in alarm when I heard his deep, mellow voice call out, "Susie!"I looked in and saw him sitting there behind his desk. My eyes were wide in surprise. I was immediately aware that. I went with Joe to the water and again he stopped for a chat on the way back. Joe asking Chris about how the game was going and me just making small talk with Mo. They were in their fifties, from the Midlands and seemed a nice couple. Chris was average build with a little bit of a belly on him and Mo was similar in height about 5’9”. She was quite big in build and did have a few stretchmarks, but that’s what happens on life’s journey. I noticed that they were both shaven down below but that is. I haven’t really spent any time with Sam recently. “Well, we’ll have to do something then,” Jay states, interrupting my thoughts. “You still have my number?” “Yeah, I do.” Involuntarily my hand slides into my sweater pocket for the paper. All too soon I see our development coming up. Jay swings the Challenger up the road and I direct him to the apartment. He stops the car at the curb and sits there. We’re silent. I’m looking out the window, kind of staring at nothing. Then I feel a hand on my.