"I'm going to see a psychologist," I told them."I don't think so," Dad blurted out. "No Jenkins is going to see a psychologist." Then I'll just have t... change my last name to Lipschitz, won't I?"Don't get smart with me, young lady," Dad barked."Well, what do you want me to say? If I'm a Jenkins, then a Jenkins is going to see a psychologist. I need to do this," I asserted."I know this week has been a little hard on you, but we can work it out in the family," Dad said."No, we can't." Who are you. ‘This is insane…’ she whispered his lips were so close, ‘…depraved…’ she breathed , she knew she shouldn’t but she couldn’t pull herself back, ‘…crazy…’ ‘Satisfying.’ He finished as he closed the rest of the distance between them to claim her lips. Gabe wasn’t sure why he was kissing Sloane again, but could think of any reason why not. She kissed him back with a passion that he never knew she had, he never knew existed. The man could kiss, she’d give him that. She pushed into his hard body. She immediately took Diane’s right hand, and they walked merrily along the path. A few steps later, they were hugging, breasts lightly touching. Dan noticed Brenda whispering to Diane.Further along, they passed a man in his mid-twenties walking a Sheltie dog.“Hello, nice Sheltie,” he said, smiling at the dog and owner. Dan always appreciated most dog breeds, making him think of his dead pet, Max. At times he missed the companionship of a dog in the house. He smiled, fondly remembering how. What is this, the world’s most rustic bachelor pad? Anyway, where’s David?” Alycen rambled, as if expecting Dan to know such things, let alone tell his brother’s bitchy wife.“Fuck if I know! Fuck if I care! Wherever Sasha and Trudy want to go or take him, I suppose,” Dan smirked now, waiting to see the impact of his words on the stupid cunt who had railroaded his brother.“Language, mister! Who the hell are Sasha and Trudy?” Alycen scolded him before interrogating him, making Dan chuckle.“Bite.