"What's wrong is you kicking me out of the house! What's wrong is you trying to force me to be just what you wanted for a daughter. What's wrong is me...having to prostitute myself to get what you tried to deny me! I had to find love and comfort somewhere else, and Cal is it. I'm not giving him up!"As she spoke, Cheryl had jumped to her feet. She was shouting at the top of her voice and gesticulating dramatically in a way that Hal and Darlene had never seen and could not relate to.Just about. " Her hand traced across her thigh, as her other leg lifted as she leaned into me more. "It is a fantasy of probably every college girl. To have a husband and a son, but not really have any of the responsibility. You know, just to play. Like, for me to pretend that we're married, that we just put our son down for a nap." I sat there, a lump in my throat, hands cold at having such an amazing young woman saying this, knowing where it could be headed. "So, you said you had nothing pressing at. Strong hands touched her cheeks, wiping her tears away. Warm lips brushed against hers, and she felt an arm go around her waist. Her eyes flew open and she found herself looking into the smiling face of a stranger. ‘Raj?’ she ventured. His enthusiastic embrace warmed her being and answered her question. ‘How did you know it was me?’ She grasped both his hands and kissed his fingers softly in amazement. ‘My heart knew. I heard you call my name, and I followed my heart. Please, come with me. I. His joy was quickly dampened when they also announced he would be minded by Sandi, a neighbour’s daughter from down the street. Sandi was six years older than Tom and had just returned from college. She was about 5’ 10′ with dark hair and a killer body that had been toned by two years on her college rowing team. She had grown up in a strict home where corporal punishment was not spared and she in fact had helped raised her younger brother. On numerous occasions she had administered a bare.