The crater walls around him were lit up with heat and fire,bright like someone had lit a thousand magnesium flares. But thisblackness at the center o... the crater was nothing like that.This blackness in the center of the crater was somehow the just as harshas staring into the noonday sun - only it hurt his eyes with black.Blackness shined from it. Black it was, and black it shined. Jasper heldhis hand before his face to shield himself from the blaze of black, ithurt him too much to look at. I couldn't figure it out. While I was standing there with a lacy half cup bra in my hand, the mechanic came to get the car. I put everything back in the trunk like I found it and let him take it away.I took the car back to the school for Kim. That night I started thinking about all of the little changes and clues that I hadn't really paid attention to. From the big things I mentioned earlier, to a couple of little bruises on her neck, to some of the new things she was trying in bed once in a. After a few minutes I said, "So ... did Sabrina sleep okay?"She giggled. "She did after I was done with her!"I stared at her. "You mean..." Sure. She needed comforting. So I comforted her ... like this." She put two fingers to her lips in the shape of a V and waggled her tongue between them. "After that, she went right to sleep."I put down my spatula and hugged her. "You are an awesome sister," I said. "Any parent would be proud to have you for a daughter." Not my mom. To her, I'm just a pain. Oh, Sharon is my wife of 23 years by the way. This is where I'm supposed to tell you how we met and how gorgeous she is and what our first time having sex was like and all the rest of it. Well, I'm not going to do that. I mean really, our meeting was over two decades ago. How stale is that for news? And as for our sex life, it's none of your business, except I will say that I've always been pretty darned satisfied. I hope she has been too.Sharon is no Greek Goddess. She doesn't have long blonde.