Jenny's eyes never left her husband's. Looking deeply into first one then the other she tried to read his soul as he cleaned her body. She looked for ...ome sign as he bypassed her breasts and then washed her stomach. He also bypassed her pubic area. It was hard for Jenny not to wonder if he saw some difference in her pubic hair. It had grown back before he was released and it looked like she remembered it after having had 'hardwood floors for eighteen months.' When Jerry bent to begin to wash. "Have a seat," The comfy looking leather recliner appeared out of no where. "We're unsure what to do with you. Hungry?" I could do with a bite," said John."Preferences?" asked the ceiling."Can I get a porterhouse steak, aged to perfection and so tender I can cut it with a fork?" Talking to a ceiling ... well ... you know ... I wasn't sure I was sane ... might as well go for broke. "Baked Idaho spud dripping with real salted butter, with chives and bacon bits. Spinach salad on the side with. ‘I can see it.’ ‘Is there anything there?’ It was an odd thing to ask, but she responded quickly this time, ‘Just the welcome mat.’ ‘Good,’ he said. Before she could ask why, she heard a strange whooshing sound and John materialized on the front porch in a quick burst of light that quickly faded. He sprinted across the two well-manicured lawns to the front door that Elizabeth quickly opened. ‘Back there,’ she pointed knowing that he could see her while she was invisible. She followed him as. Well to be honest, I never thought about having children at all. When I went off to war I was too young to think that way, and when I was in the war, I never thought I would live through it to plan for a future.Now I had a wife. Actually, the more I thought about it, I was had by her. She had me. I wouldn’t think of leaving her. I was hers. She had me! A child. I could have a child. A son! A daughter!“Paul?”“Oh ... I’m sorry ... what did you say?”“You were looking off into the air. What were.