’ Isabella whispered her thanks and Simon continued. ‘This ‘ere medsin ‘ll proly knock you out for the rest o t’day’ he said, taking the b...own bottle and pouring a cup. He held it to Isabella’s lips and lifted her head gently. She sipped it, resisting the urge to spit it out. It was acrid and burned her tongue, but she immediately felt a rush of warm relaxation spread from her stomach and chest to her limbs and face. Before passing out, Isabella flashed on a distant memory of Anton and her. " Listen, I may be younger than you," Tamera said hotly to him, "but I'm not that much younger." She could almost bite her tongue off as the words poured out of her. She wanted to show them she was old enough, but yet--she'd heard about these kinds of films, about the nudity and things, but certainly they couldn't show everything! Or... could they? A tingle of wicked excitement ran through her in spite of her reluctance. It would be sort of fun, and it wouldn't show anything she didn't already. “I think I love you too.”“Problem is,” Moe continued, “I have to go back to New York. Back to work. And you insist on staying here.”“I...”“I understand. It’s fine. Understandable. Admirable. I’m going to pay for her schooling, Joe. And her living expenses.”“I thought...”Joe started.“I want to support my wife, Joe.”Joe nodded. “You feel that strongly about her.”“I do. I know we never...”“I’m fine with that. Perhaps she’ll be with all of us someday. If she wants. I can’t imagine having a separate. Enlightening." she spoke softly, as she resumed her homework but withkeen ear to Diana. Diana began to tell her tale of life.......//////////// (this section is written from Tim's perspective, firstperson from some breaks to indicate passage of time)I was born into a rich family, somewhere in the Deep South. I have twosisters-older by seven and younger by a year but they have since movedaway to their own lives; I haven't gotten a hold of them at all. Anyway,my family was rich due to both my.