Kat and I did have our disagreements from time to time. I was rather conservative and, well, was more headstrong. She had opinions about politics, nat...ure, and other such things that I learned not to tread. Particularly those times during her period. She hated having those because she had to fiddle with pads and stuff, and it made her moody. Really moody.I was somewhat scared during those times, mainly because it reminded me that she was now a young woman, growing up. I think it also started to. "No, not really," Shawn sighed. "Why are you asking me?" Think back. Rubenstein's class back at high school. The girl whose boyfriend was stabbed at the Winter Ball during your freshman year."My plump petunia's eyes pitched down, her mind trying to recall old faces and old places. Finally, the correct memory surfaced."No way!" Shawn blinked. "Her? The girl who was the school slut?" Whoa," I blinked. "Where'd you hear that?" Well, it was just gossip, okay?" She saw I had gotten defensive.. "We were in bed, and Regina tended to get all wrapped around the axel late at night, worrying about her pregnancy. Doctor Rebecca was all over this, and Regina was doing great, but that didn't mean she was feeling confident, which was where I came in.Instead of beating a dead horse, I gently took off her nightgown and gave her my full attention, only stopping when she begged me for a rest. It's good to be the king!After lovemaking, Regina slept in my arms, cuddled tight against me like a. " It was worth it," I said, feeling a little the worse for wear myself."The Gestapo and the SS are finally gone from the village so we were duea celebration." I suppose," he said, heaving himself out of bed. "I'm going to the gym.That should clear my head."Unlike Helmut I was a light sleeper. Even with the extra alcohol I'd putaway I'd still woken when Benton had emerged from the closet and watchedas he crossed the darkened bedroom, silently opening the door. He hadcarefully closed it behind.