The had moaning stopped. "How long has it stopped? Was I moaning? God, what if knows..." I though. She was standing in the doorway to the stairs. She ...as holding her high heels, and she wasn't happy. "What are you doing?" she asked. "I... I just overhear you and couldn't help myself," I replied, pulling my pants back up. "You were masturbating... to me?" "Yes." "How... how can you do that?" "I actually think about you a lot." I stood up and moved across the room to her. "I'm sorry, Jordan. I. The first thing I see is her long dark hair that's caught in a shard of evening sun, a golden spear lighting up the beautiful colours. Some vaguely remembered T.V. ad comes into my head. A gorgeous brunette with a sexy voice, bestowing a palette of colours that have ridiculous names like midnight lust and cobalt caress. I'm drunk on the lack of sleep and it's hard to focus my mind, but I find the answer I'm looking for. 'L'Oreal', that was it. 'Because she's worth it'. I laugh to myself and. "Exactly right. It'll be interesting to see how many other people realise that and just get on with their lives." Well I would if you'd stop whispering and let me get back to sleep," mumbled Roger."Mornin' Dad," whispered Branny."Who's awake?" I asked a bit louder."I'm not," muttered Stacy. Siân didn't answer."I guess Siân's the only one still asleep then," I whispered. "AI, time please." Oh seven fifty-six." I think that gives us time for a quick something," said Imogen with a chuckle. "I'm. She's also going to start Darla onsome pills that she'll have to take twice a day. Pam figures onein the morning before Pam leaves for work so Darla doesn't skipand if Pam's not around in the evening she'll call Darla toremind her.Barbara is the president of a local businesswoman's group andshe talked us into joining. I'd been considering something likethat anyway and Pam and I agreed it was a good idea, especiallycareerwise. The three of us are on a committee together that isin charge of a.