These words chased the tears away, causing John to smile from deep within, manifesting it with his arms, in which he returned the embrace. Virgil retu...ned the hug and took the lead in giving his ‘white-blond’ treasure, as he liked to call him privately at times, a gentle kiss. “Stay close to me… sleep well,” Virgil said in a voice that was lulling John to a peaceful rest. “Ohhhh…” John yawned quietly the next morning, then he smiled; Virgil was still holding him in that protective embrace,. “Hey, it’s okay, it’s okay, I’m here,” trying to soothe her, and feeling desperately clumsy about the attempt. Not a trifling argument this, something that could be gotten over with apologies all around and makeup sex. “I’m s-sorry, s-so sorry,” she sobbed into his shoulder. “I m-m-must have f’gotten to t-take them some, ah, some, ah sometime.” The pills, right. Maybe it had been in the excitement over Florida, going or coming, or the preparation for the camping trip. Heaven knew that he and. Looking deep into his eyes she said. “You seem to have changed a lot. Suddenly I find my little Baba has grown up to be a tough mature Guy.”“Yes, being close to Mom I have changed a lot.”Again taking a deep breath she asked. “Is it the effect of hugging and kissing her?”“Yes and I believe I don’t miss a chance of kissing her. That’s what she says” he replied facing her.“All men are horny guys.”“It’s you women who are to be blamed for that,” he replied.“Why us?” she asked.“Because you women. I had hoped to have your cooperation, but it really doesn’t matter to me. You have told me your desires. I will fulfill them. Cold feet nonwithstanding. Perhaps we need to leave the hall however...I wouldn’t want your cries of pleasure attracting notice.”He half-dragged, half carried the struggling witch down the corridor a ways, then pressed a stone. A door slid open, and he pushed her through, following her. The door slid closed behind them.It was a small room, the size of a walk-in closet..