Overload.The song came though again, lending me strength. A few of the circuitpanels in my head cleared. Too few. But with whatever i had left icontin...ed."And then, i was put in the inpatient hospitalization program because of what i told him. They also put me in there supposedly because i wasdepressed and suicidal. i might have been, but that was only icingon the cake. There i found Heavy Metal. Its given me strength when ineed it most. There they asked me all the questions again. There i. “I don’t want to wet my best shorts,“ she said. “I know, which is why you’re going to do it today. Besides, what did you promise about today?“ “To do what you told me.“ “Good girl. Are you ready to be a bad girl and wet your best shorts?“ “Yes, sir,“ Heather moaned, dancing again on her toes. “Can I go soon, please?” Heather pleaded. “Go into the kitchen and stand on the tile while I get a towel,” I told her. Heather walked slowly to the middle of the kitchen. It was clear she was near. I always knew they eventually would, over and over I would take the risk and suffer the heartache, waiting for time to pass and soon to return again. ‘Oh, I doubt that.’ He said a devilish grin splayed across his face. For a moment we revisited that first night, first whispers, first kisses, and first love. The truth was, I had wanted him then and I wanted him just as badly now, but the price was much more than I was willing to pay. I longed to hear his feverish whispers. My body longed for. Later that evening I forced a penance upon my beloved, one that he had not been expecting. We had finished our last unwed supper, a rather unruly affair attended by all the guests staying with us, and even by Siobhan and Uncle Wally. The loudly stated opinion of the entire household was that Siobhan had finally worn him down to a nub, and that Uncle Wally needed immediate nutrition. This caused considerable laughter by all but Siobhan and Uncle Wally. Instead, Siobhan denounced everyone else.