I was actually dying to take my clothes off, but, well you know, I didn’t. I heard the elevator ding and then heard him walking towards my desk. I d...dn’t look up, me playing hard to get. He said, “Stand up, Rene.” And I did. “Prove you're not wearing any panties,” moving closer and closer as he talked. “How?” “Show me,” he commanded. “Uh no, you have something to show me, remember?” I answered with both quivering voice and body. “Stop teasing and show me, you little devil woman,” grinning as he. Maybe a glass of warm milk would help, she thought.Mind made up, Kristin climbed out of bed and headed for the kitchen. As she passed the door to her mother's room, she heard a rhythmic squeaking and a low-pitched moan.Kristin was worried about the moan. Was her mother in pain? She peered through the space left by the slightly ajar door - and was shocked by what she saw.Her mother was on her hands and knees on the bed, and Kristin's Uncle Nick - her mother's own older brother - was behind her. The shower stopped, and after a few minutes, Marc came into the bedroom, a matching robe covering him. He seemed nervous and anxious. My mind went back to earlier when he had told me that he hadn't slept with a woman in three years. I assumed that was troubling him."Marc, just listen to me for a moment," I said softly. "I don't expect you to be some super stud, just take it at your own pace and relax. You're in charge. I want you to take the lead; do you understand?"He looked across and. "Would you tell Mrs. Arnold I feel very bad about this?" Yeah, I'll tell her. I think she'll understand, Jase."Pris was right about Timmy. He came riding in during the funeral, riding one horse and leading another one. Ab told me later that Timmy had heard the shots last night and that when his father didn't come back, he knew his father had been killed.I took off before the funeral even started to scout the trail ahead. The route for the day was an easy one. I reached the headwaters of the.