He enjoyed his breakfast glancing at the newspaper headlines and then stood and left the table. Linda left her corner and dealt with his dirty dishes..."Time to go" she heard him say unable to finish her task but willing to accept her punishment for non completion later.He was stood in the hall, she followed him out into the sunshine, glad that it was still early and there were not many people about to see how skimpily she was dressed. The postman coming down the street had seen her many times. Suzie was talking, but Sean was having a very hard time following the conversation. Her swimsuit kept distracting him. For some reason, she was enjoying the situation. She asked, “Do you like what you see more than the fairies?”“Huh?” Sean asked once he realized that she had asked him a question.Suzie wiggled in her seat and asked, “Am I prettier than the fairies?”“What fairies?” Sean asked distracted by the wiggle.“Would you pay attention to me?” Suzie asked.“I’m paying attention to you,” Sean. Christine looked at the photo of the sweet-looking girl. ”Oh, she’s lovely! I can understand that you’re proud of her. And she has her father’s smile, I think!” This time it was Kiefer, who blushed a little as he looked at her sideways. But he didn’t move back to his chair, and Christine finally found the courage to look fully into his eyes. * * * * * * * * Christine laughed so hard tears ran down her cheeks. Kiefer continued his parody of Jon Cassar, one of the series’ directors, as he was. ”That was what pissed Randy off. He grabbed me by my shoulders screaming that he didn’t “give a fuck” and that he was “going to find the fucker and beat the shit out of him.” We got into to a wrestling match with me pushing him crying “no, that’s not what I want.” In the end, he accidentally hit me sending me crying to the floor.“Oh, shit Ty,” Randy exclaimed kneeling on to the floor beside me, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it.”I was weeping hysterically with my hands covering my face. Randy.