"How can you ask me that question, you know Brian, I don't really like your tone..." Brian felt she was right so he snuggled up to her and laid his ch...n on her shoulder. "I'm sorry honey, I was just a little bit worried. You're right." "Look, here's what happened if you really want to know. He only lasted about a minute or two. And then he came into the cup which Dr. Hamsley used for testing. That's all. It wasn't even a big deal." Brian laughed. "The little guy was quick huh? Yep that's how I. Don't, I warned myself."Things going badly honey?" dad asked, his soft inquiring tone now full of concern."Shit, I can't paint daddy ... not even a bloody vase of flowers ... its fucking snowing here every bloody day ... it's freezing ... I have no money ... or prospects ... I have no sex life ... Christ I haven't got properly laid in months ... do you really want to know if things are going 'baaaadly' daddy?" The words had exploded from my mouth, unbidden, unplanned. Aghast I banged the. I made a point of crossing the TV and even at one point binding over so my husband could catch a glimpse of my thong. (Not something I normally ware) but I didn't consider that the other guys could see too. Oops. When I turned to see Dave's expression, I saw everyone's jaw on the floor and my stupid husband trying to rubber neck around me to see the TV. Damn the football game! By half time I had decided to give up on him I was just making myself angrier for trying to be seen by someone that. " She winked. "I may be a Thrall, but prison isn't on my list ofthings to do."The smile came peeking out from around a distant corner. "Thanks,Chase." Yeah, the goodest Thrall," Rach practically shouted. "Hangovers foreveryone!" She set down the clay that started to take on the shape ofwhat was at this early stage either a dog or a platypus. "Be as goodan excuse to see Faye as any." Her voice picked up notes of nostalgia."Wish I could stomach that place. It even stopped being fun talkingshit.