Inside were various scattered dark remains of dried blood smeared across it."Shit, I've infected you!" she exclaimed, staggering off the bed. "Amy inf...cted me when she threw up on me, and now I've given it to you. I've killed all of you," she said, beginning to cry piteously."Shut up!" David insisted in an unsympathetic manner. Shocked, she did just that, staring at him. "You didn't get us sick. It looks like we each have something different. What's more, Amy didn't have any of these symptoms,. As I had left the company on medical reasons and Patrick and Patricia left a few years later after the company was taken over, we gradually saw less and less of each other over the years, although we met up once or twice a year at Easter and Christmas. I could see over the years how the c***dren were growing up and gradually getting their own identities and ideas about how they wanted their young lives to be. It was when the eldest Son Billy was at a special age that Patrick and Patricia agreed. "Now, most of the reasons I picked Liz were the right ones--she wanted to lose her virginity to a nice guy who wouldn't talk, I thought it would be fun, and I knew it would never go past that day. I also had no idea you'd be that upset that I had picked Liz. However, I did know that picking Liz would not be what you expected." Why was that important?" Because I felt controlled. I didn't feel I could stop you from sleeping with Shawna. You needed to know. But you almost begged me to sleep with. That’s the trick. To get distracted. I know it hurts. You can lessen the pain by getting on your knees and leaning forward.” I was afraid the bottle would slip out, but it didn’t. Andy secured it from falling out. I leaned forward and the pain was gone. “Now I will grasp your hip and push the bottle further in with my foot. Arch your back a little and breathe even.” Andy huge hands clasped my hip left and right. I arched my back and breathed. I felt his foot against the bottle. He pulled me.