Take your time with the details. I’m starting to enjoy this.”Hazel rolled her eyes, but smirked at her husband. She was glad he was coming around ...o her story. She worried that her admission might turn him away from her. Still, she knew that she had to convince him to take the next step with their daughter.“I didn’t get in trouble,” she said, “Instead, he just acted… normal.“‘Hello, honey,’ he said, albeit red-faced, ‘How was your day?’”Warrick interrupted again, “Just like that? ‘How was your. ”Margret hurriedly rushed toward the dining room whereshe kept her purse and pulled out the packet of birthcontrol pills. She brought them into the front roomholding the packet out for Thick. He grabbed the pillsout of her hand and slid open the package. The packagewas brand new, no pills were missing yet.Margret volunteered, “I started taking them againtomorrow.”Thick closed the packet reading the doctors name on theoutside of the case. He then slipped it into his. It was a Friday, and I stayed at the office waiting for the rains to subside. When it didn’t seem like the rains would stop, I decided to go home anyways. It was already dark, and I figured I’d just get home as soon as possible and get to bed.So I rode my bike in the rain. By the time I got home I was completely drenched. Mom opened the door to find me shivering like hell.“Oh god!” She gasped. “Look at you! You are completely wet” She took her pallu and began wiping my head. I was a bit taller. I smell the soft hint of vanilla and lavender before the soft, supple silk fabric settles over my eyes. Even with my eyes close I sense the deepening darkness once the blindfold is in place. Your fingers gently trail through my hair, skimming the base of my neck and caressing my shoulders. I stiffen at your touch but try to stop the moan that threatens to escape my mouth from your strong touch.Your fingers continue to massage my shoulders, moving down my arms, up my sides, across my back;.