Al was very happy that he was not feeling tipsy or any feeling of hangover although he had consumed a lot last night. He thought, he would say good by... to Dan, drive home, take a shower and have a long sleep after masturbation if he needed one. He was surprised that Dan was not in his bed. Maybe he was in the kitchen down stairs and he came out of Dan’s room. He heard some talking. Shit, Salem had a bad habit of talking to himself, always muttering to himself about what he was planning to do. "But I really like you and I have felt so alone since I've been here except when I've been with you. You and your mom have been the only people who have been here for me." I'm glad we've helped you out there, Carrie, but it doesn't change the fact that we're still cousins." You're right, Steve, it doesn't but don't you find me attractive?" she said with a touch of sadness."Yeah," I said in a low voice. "Carrie you are so beautiful. I wasn't just trying to be nice earlier, I meant what I said.. "I sure as hell hope not."She reached out, put the palm of her hand over the hole and pressed against my chest."I can't feel your heart beating." Her voice was breathy, husky, low and rough. Her eyes were glassy and dilated, and the skin of her face was damp with sweat.She was in shock. She pulled her hand away, staring at me with undisguised awe.I put the hand with my badge in it on the counter and vaulted over, dragging Walker along after me, grunting, squeaking and flapping like a goose. I. I'd have fixed you something." That's all right. How was your evening?" Quiet. Mom called and we talked for awhile."When he's in bed there's a hesitation before he leans to her for his goodnight kiss, then Maria turns away to go to sleep.Peter doesn't touch Maria. He lies on his back and stares into the darkness. He hardly breathes. When he does finally move, it's to wipe his face with his fingertips, but after more time has passed he eases out of bed and tiptoes to the den, where he cries for.