Baby, do you really want this? Only if you do too, daddy, but… yes. He looked at me silently for a moment. I wish theyd been watching from the start... I dont want them to just see you as a sex object. I want them to know your sweetness. Then… why dont we start over? What do you mean, honey? Well… what if you went back there and started talking to them like you used to. Before anything happened between us. And then you leave your laptop on and I just happen to walk in… He grinned. You cheeky. ”“I hold myself responsible for letting the situation get out of hand by not letting you know how I feel. I’ve learnt several lessons from how I had dealt with our attraction. I hope that I deal with anything similar occurring a lot better than I did with you.”“Can you accept my apology and still be my friend?” I asked her. I had watched her face as I had explained how I felt about what had happened between us. Her blank expression hadn’t reassured me.Honey squeezed my hands and surprised me by. October 23, 1991, Milford, Ohio“Good morning!” Doctor Mercer said. “I thought this was a counseling session.”“It is,” I said. “Doctor Mercer, I’m Abel.”“And I’m Delilah,” Stephanie said.There was silence in the room, and as I’d expected, Doctor Mercer had a stunned look on her face. She appeared to lose her balance and basically fell back into her chair, which fortunately didn’t flip over backwards. Her mouth moved, but she didn’t say anything. All I could do at this point was wait. After what. She was always protective of me, and for a few months after that she kind of went overboard... making me my favorite foods and letting me have my way if I got stubborn and pigheaded (like all teenagers tend to get). But by New Years she got over whatever had softened her up and she went back to being the hard as nails mother I had always known and I stopped being able to get away with much of anything.Isabeau. She's four years older than I am and along with Ivan had been my first and most.