Thankfully Len didn’t use any of the stupid clichés that are usual. I smiled at her. ‘It’s a long time ago, and I am well over it now.’ We c...ntinued our desultory chat, I was becoming desperate to find things to ask her. Then I noticed she was grinning. ‘Danny, you are wanting to know what I am doing in such a place, and are too much of a nice guy to ask. I could also ask what a nice guy like you was doing in such a place. But could we leave that conversation to later? It’s so good to see you. Summer was moaning in pleasure, I was watching, and she didn’t even know it.I saw her close her eyes and I just continued to watch her. My wife broke the silence when she called up the stairs and asked if I had found my screwdriver. Summer opened her eyes and turned to look at me. Neither one of us said a word. My wife called out again to me.I called back to her, “Yes, I found it. Go paint your fence. Love you.”Summer said, “Don’t tell Mommy.”I walked closer to Summer and she didn’t even try to. " I don't think Alan..." said Jenny quite shocked that Pamela had suggested something that had crossed her mind."He's a man, he's obviously attracted to you and vice versa. I could see that at dinner," Pamela stated. "Yes, yes, I know it could be a major scandal, but it would be easier than trying to find a local lover ... trust me." Alan and I have had issues..." Jenny began."He has spoken to Henry and me of them," said Pamela. "He truly regrets the way he spoke to you and the waste of time. I need to see you before you march, please it’s very important. I love you Alexia.’ Christian’s cell phone alarm went off. He groggily reached over, turned it off, and dragged himself out of bed. Walking straight into the bathroom, he started the shower, peeled off his clothes and stepped in. The cool water running over his stern body felt good and began to awaken him. His first thoughts were of his baby sister. He hoped she was ok and not still crying. It killed him to see her cry and not be.