I found myself in pure love with her. The camera fired and then fired again. My conscious mind had nothing to do with it. The moment passed. She pick...d up her dress and tossed it onto the chair with her coat. I took about one hundred pictures of her. Many captured that innocence, that shyness others went all the way to wanton. At one point I took a comb to her pubic hair and fluffed it out. She liked that. I got some really good images of her sitting in a chair, on the Roman couch, on a carpet. I'm not giving up on you. One way or another, you're going home."Will stood up and began gathering Janelle's clothes. "You get dressed; I'll dip into Dream and see if he's asleep. If he is, you can go now and this'll all be over before the sun comes up." I need to think about this," she put off.Will imagined her going back to that monster. No. "Now that he's seen me, he knows something's up. Like you said, it's different now." He pushed the clothes into her hands and then pulled her to her. Tears are now streaming and I fruitlessly try to wipe them away.Mr Black pulls a folded paper bag from a container on the desk then walks over handing it to me. Breath into this, I need you to be calm you have an important decision to make.I breath into the bag for about 3 minutes until I my breathing slows. I rub my eyes trying to brush away the tears.“You need to make some big decisions about your future.” Mr black repeatedI felt like a fish out of water “decisions” I managed to get out. He wanted all of me, the whole messy package."I can't promise it will be easy, but I'm going to try very hard to make it work."I threw myself at him, kissing him hard despite my tears and snot. He held me tight and whispered my name. "Why does Mom have to be home today," I growled in frustration."Uh, Kate?" he murmured as he pulled back to look at me."What?" I asked and when he nodded out the car's windshield, I looked around and saw where we were. "This isn't the movie theater." No." Don't you.