For some reason, "poor baby" was a lot more acceptable to me than "that's so sweet!" had been."What happened?" she asked. She'd been there. She knew, ...ssentially, what had happened. What she meant was, why did I take myself out of the game?"I was flinching again," I said."Could you see all right?" I could see OK. I felt like I was seeing the ball. But it was just like the other time. I was flinching. It was worse than the other time. Because, then, I didn't feel like I was flinching, even if,. " If he goes around fucking other men's wives then he is a first class asshole! I think I should have a talk with him and then maybe his wife." Ron is not married!"Andy looked at me with surprise, then he smirked a little, "Are you sure about that?" Yes, quite sure!" but looking at Andy I wasn't really all that sure now. I started to think that my husband may know more than I thought. God, that could be real bad. After all we did have a pre-nup. Once again I had that feeling that I was getting. Ialso loved the way they looked on me. I was a bit disappointed as my bracups were barren but Mother stated it would not always be this way. Shethought I would have hated to hear this but in fact I was ecstatic tohear this. Mother placed a luxurious white super - shiny crepe satin robearound me, tied the waist tie into a brilliant bow and sat me at hervanity. She brushed my long golden locks and styled my hair into a sidepony - tail. Mother then applied two coats of clear nail polish to my. I want to use it at my wedding." Really," chirped Benjamin, excited in so many ways."Honestly," said Bess."When did you start writing poetry?" I asked."Since..." Devi's head disappeared under the blanket, lifting it up and down. "Oh god." I put my finger to my lips and pointed forward. He nodded. "Since I was 12. You know I play piano." I nodded and realized when he'd been with me how good he'd gotten, and he played jazz. "Well, I started writing songs. I never ... Oh fuck ... I was shy about.