.. Baby..." Virgin was saying, the words confusing Lynn's thoughts. "Baby... Daddy wants you... You're letting yourself get uptight over stupid things... Honey. Listen to him..."Lynn gaped at her, then at Rudy who was half-smiling and holding to her free hand. "What's wrong, Chick? Look, little girl, you don't tie your mind up over such nonsense. You've let that New England background imbed its warped puritanism into your very soul! Now, come over here and sit on Rudy's lap... let me talk to you.. Without bothering to dress, she makes her way to the kitchen, hearing the microwave chime just before she arrives. Standing in the doorway, she watches as he removes a plate of bagels from the microwave. His back to her, he has not seen her yet… and he has also neglected to dress, causing her to smile. When he finally turns toward her and sees her, she bats her eyes and offers him her sweet, innocent, naïve, schoolgirl smile, knowing all too well how much it conflicts with her state of. This was all her idea, not mine. But I was more than happy to grant her wishes. I tugged on the rope snuggly, making sure the coarse fibers of the rope were properly embedded in her delicate cracks. Beth gasped, and squinted her eyes at me in anger, but uttered no protestations. I pulled two old padded chairs together in front of the workbench, and motioned for her to kneel, with one leg on each chair. I bent her over and rested her body on the workbench.At that point, I couldn’t resist. ”Trying to change the subject, Tommy walked over to the refrigerator. He removed the calendar that was attached to its side. “I guess we need to make plans if we have a guest for a New Year’s dinner. Tomorrow is the 30th, so we don’t have much time to prepare.”“Are we going to cook or bring something in?” Elizabeth asked.“Are you going into the office tomorrow,” Tommy asked. “I need to go to my office just to see what’s been going on, but I’ll take off the 31st, and the 1st is an official.