’You’ve stopped stroking me, but your hand is resting on the inside of my thigh.‘Despite appearances, I’m sure it was with Fay’s consent. Is...that correct?’ You stifle another yawn.‘Yes, of course, Mommy. We’re in love.’Almost in slow motion, you fall back on the bed. ‘I’m so sleepy, ‘ you whisper.It’s at least a minute before I realise you’re asleep. I walk to the door and slowly open it, concerned it will wake you. Down the hall, my bedroom door is closed. I listen outside, but hear nothing,. "OK, I'll leave. This obviously didn't mean anything to you," she muttered as she slid her clothes and booths on, straightening her top and fixing her hair as best as she could."Vicky, I'm sorry..." Miley started, but was stopped by Victoria."No need for apologies, this was my fault for letting this happen and not being able to think straight," she said, smiling melancholic as she bent down to pick up her purse from the floor. "I guess I'll see you around. Sometimes. Maybe," she said as she. ’ Andrew watched Clare disappear through the crowd and then picked up her compact. He stared thoughtfully at it before openingit up. Then he pouted up and kissed the mirror taking care to make no noise as his lips meshed with the circle of burnished metal. Feeling restive, he turned Clare’s book around on the table and found that it was a book of verse. Flicking through it idly, he found it full of the greats. He read a few lines from several of the poems and sipped from another brimful glass. Scotty was embarrassed to even beshirtless at home. When his step dad was around he would be certainto be wearing shorts or jeans and either with a tee shirt or a poloat all times.When he would take a shower he went outof his way to bring a complete change of clothes and not just atowel.His step dad Adam had really never seenhis sons body in less than a full set of clothes. In fact Scottydidn't even call his step dad .dad just Adam..It hurt his step dad badly. He wouldtry to make his sons life.