”“Thank you,” she said, looping her hand inside my arm. “I’m flattered. But you forget something, Jay.”“What?”“I saw the hurt in you...r eyes when your wife left. I saw the hurt in your eyes when your dad passed away. I’m your Lena and I will never put that hurt in your eyes.”“And I’ll forever try to keep that smile on your face.”“You didn’t seem to have a problem making me frown today.”“You need to learn this stuff. It’s just easier if you have a little knowledge past ‘the 89 series is process. After taking breakfast Sally was taken to school and spent the rest of the day explaining to her friends why she hadn't received the object of her desires, and getting increasingly angry. Margaret, meanwhile, went shopping to get the ingredients for the cake that she was going to bake this afternoon before picking up Sally.* * * * * * *Martin hid his relief as he shook his client's hand, knowing that he had almost clinched the deal. It was the single most important deal that he had ever struck. . Just.. Right, I quickly realize her clothes fitting around me justright is going to redefine "fit". I walk to the bathroom dread in thepit of my stomach, my thighs rub in a weird way and I hit the doorwaywith my wide hips I use to love so much, rub my hip with a pout and lookup, my heart flutters as I see my baby in the mirror, I just wish I sawme behind her. I stop and stare at myself pouting with my hand on myhip, she looks so cute, but she needs to pee so I pull down my shortsand sit down. Then they continued on the short and by now familiar walk to the other side. They walked arm in arm and paused frequently to embrace and kiss."I'm pretty poor officer material, darling Frieda." said Francesca as they neared the bend in the shoreline that brought them to the other side."Best officer I've ever served under. And I mean 'under' ", giggled Frieda."I just hope you feel the same when I supervise your punishment" replied a suddenly far more serious Francesca."Sure I will" replied.