From then on our minds will not be as pure as that of a child's. Even if it's just us, as everyone else rushes inside at the sound of the bell. I si... there sobbing, and she just sits next to me. I don't dare look at her, these drenched sockets shouldn't dare look at her now with the fractured mind whirling with hormones and emotions behind it.Then it happens.She hugs me.I feel a warmth inside. It feels like the empty loneliness which has filled my life up to that point due to my lack of. All she wanted to do was cry at the horror of it. She didn't want to give anything up to these people. She kept her emotions carefully in check though, for Fitz's sake."Who were they, mommy?" Fitz asked curiously."No one you have to worry about," Heidi reassured him as much as she reassured herself."How about some ice cream?" Heidi put as much enthusiasm in her voice as she could manage. She glanced in the rearview mirror to see her Fitz bounce excitedly."Yeah, yeah," he agreed."Okay, let's. Her seething stare sent shivers up his spine. She was furious. How could it have been her? Nick even looked at the professor. Professor Hill could have given him a blow-job and ass-fuck, but the professor didn't have a pussy. Nick studied the effeminate man. He had always seen the professor as a sissy. Then his eyes traveled to the professor's crotch looking for signs of a cock. There were none.Nick's mind was in turmoil. Could Professor Hill be a woman dressed like a man, a transvestite? Or. In a distant part of the house, he could hear shouting. He grinned as he remembered the wars that Alicia and her younger sister, Katie, used to get into when they were kids. He remembered that Alicia, although six years older, usually lost. Katie had been the real scrapper in the family.Sighing as he missed his younger daughter yet again, he followed the sounds of battle up the stairs and into Béla and Jake’s bedroom. The carpet was wet. The screeching and shouting was coming from the bathroom..