“It means that there are many facets to your personality,” he said. “You’re capable, but not overbearing. You’re intelligent, but don’t th...ow it in people’s faces. You can be hard as nails, but have an obvious soft side. You store breast milk in the cafeteria kitchen, but don’t have a husband or a boyfriend. I’d say that classifies you as being complicated.”That he’d somehow found out about the breast milk made her feel like he’d been spying on her. And now this question about the boyfriend.“I. " She and Dad looked worried. I got up and found my best pair of jeans and a decent shirt. I even went and shaved, as my Mom watched, and combed and braided my long hair. We left the house at nine-thirty for the armory.When we arrived the place was piled with wreaths and signs proclaiming condolence. There was a big van from the state police, and one from the Red Cross. And every ambulance from the surrounding area. When we parked, I told Mom and Dad that I was going to look for some friends,. He felt himself getting hard again. He made a sandwich and ate it while he watched TV. After he finished the sandwich, he realized that he didn’t even know what he was watching. He turned off the TV. By 8:00, he would be a nervous wreck. He was so hard now. He waited. He looked at his watch every few minutes until it read 7:30. He turned on his computer and signed onto the internet. He went immediately to the private room he and MsDiana had been in last night. He was alone there. He knew he was. "I'll have to see just how hard the work is", he said, then looked up as he saw his bedroom door opening.Lucy walked in, a white nightie hanging down just below her ass. "I thought I'd come in and say goodnight", she said, leaning over and kissing his cheek. "Unless it would be alright if I stay." "Sure, if you want to", Jeff said and he saw Lucy's face light up. "I thought you would let me", she said, grabbing the hem of her nightie and pulling it up and off of her body.Jeff sat up as he got.