Liz was sort of staring at me so I offered a helpless shrug.“We’re all three going to sit down tonight and watch the show,” Vicki told us. “Sh...’s not going out to be seen or anything. She’s just going to hang out with us.”“Isn’t it a little late for Arabella to be up?” I asked. I didn’t add that I thought it was too late for any teenager to be awake. “I don’t want anybody to get into trouble. Won’t your mom be upset?”I heard the snort of derision through the connection.“Mom went out for. She would have been doing iteven if Dr. Waverly hadn't told her to do so. Her belly had swollen nowto limits that she didn't think were possible for a tiny woman likeherself to contain and not just split open when she managed to getherself onto her feet. On top of all of the physical discomfort, she hadspent the last week or better in a haze of anxiety as well. It wasn'tover anything specific, but it did come into sharp focus for brief timesover one point or another. It depended on what held. I'll try not to be too lonely knowing the love of my life is a few feet away but out of reach." Oh, John, you are sooooo brave," she teased. "Don't worry, I'll find a way to make it up to you." You don't have to make anything up to me."Don't argue. Just trust me," she said with a determined look.I wasn't allowed to have any alcohol while I was taking Percocet. On the advice of Doctor Hilliard, I was weaning myself off them, down to two per day and hopefully only one in a couple of days. I was. I also asked, rather impertinently, if there was any task He would desire for me to carry outI heard nothing back for almost two weeks, so I sent another message asking if there was anything h wanted me to doHis response was short and to the point"You won't cum for five days"This was going to turn into a very difficult five days, as I usually relieve myself 3 or 4 times a dayI messaged back thanking him for his instruction, he responded and said I had to change my profile statement to say I.