Food was one of his great pleasures in life, but despite his love of fine dining, Hal remained within a few pounds of what his doctor called his ideal...weight. Slowly, he shook his head. "Nah," he answered softly. "I've got ... some work to get done." He turned back to his keyboard. As Tina turned to leave, Hal shook his head sadly, his eyes closed. The heavy sigh emphasized his mood, which was as forlorn as the look on his face. For several seconds, he sat still, ignoring the rumbling in. The cold nightie was covered by the cold sheets. Still, what would it mean to have him want to look at her? She rubbed lightly over her chest. Would he like to see her there? Would it make a difference if her nipples stuck out like this?She rubbed her nightie against the hair between her legs. She knew that boys always wanted to see that, and that girls were supposed to be very careful that they didn't. Would that interest JG? Would it be better than Mrs. Jenkins's breasts in a nursing bra? The. ' I tried to sound reassuring.'Will I?' she rounded on me angrily, 'because I bet you know all about family troubles.'I was taken aback, Stella had never yelled at me before. 'That's not fair.'It was a big mistake. 'Not fair? Your parents are so in love they're like a bunch of teenagers. They've probably never had a fight in their lives.' Her voice rose dangerously. 'And what about your sister, if you weren't related you probably would be with her and not me, isn't that right?!'If it was Pepper. He placed the bag in the refrigerator and said, ‘you’ll see what that is later’ in response to her questioning look. She shrugged and they went to open up their some assembly required project. They then spent the better part of the next hour putting it together, which to his surprise was more pleasant a project than he expected, though still not without the usual frustrations that come with anything ‘some assembly required’ from a big box store. When it was all put together, placed in its new.