I wasn't hurting anything. I was justlooking!" I finally replied, not looking at her. I turned and ranfrom her room down the hall and into my own room...This room was a study in contrasts. Where Julia's room wasdecorated in ruffles and lace, mine was a MAN'S room. When daddied last year mom had let me redecorate my room as a way ofcoping with his loss. I sat in the overstuffed wingback chair andstarted plotting a way to get even with Julia for yelling at me.It wasn't fair I decided. Here I was. "Lemme rinse the shampoo from my eyes Joie." She said."Sure, rinse it, and then you have some explaining to do young lady!"Janie's heart sank when she heard that. She knew she'd been busted.She turned to face him. "Oh Joey, I'm sorry. I didn't do it to hurt you. It just happened. I'm so sorry. It... I'm sorry!" Then she started to cry."Janie, don't cry baby. I saw you cry the night you came to stay with me. It broke my heart. Then we did some things that made us cry together and my heart broke. Actually, it was probably a combination of all of the stimulating input he was being bombarded with in the close confines of the car’s front seat. ‘Donna works at the mall with me,’ Kim commented as they drove. That explained Donna’s outfit, Tommy thought. His cousin’s friend had on a white sweater that buttoned down the front and a white mini-skirt. In the glow of the dome light when he got in the car, he good a good look at Donna’s terrific legs. The slim blonde kept driving. It looked as if. Unfortunately this release of emotion, even though it was laughing, brought the tears back to her eyes. Kerry raised her hands to her eyes, as if she was hiding her sobs from the young girl who was slowly rubbing her neck and shoulders. Gradually Kerrys tears subsided and she focused on the feeling of being touched. Neither of the women spoke a word, the only sound were the occasional quiet groans of pleasure as Lucy massaged the tension away. She had moved behind Kerry on the sofa and now her.