"Yes, Trey. Sure. I just woke up, Trey." her whispered voice barely detectable."Yes, Sir. Yes, Trey. I will be right down, Sir." she muttered.Immediat...ely, Julie closed her cell phone and began filling a glass of water for herself in the kitchen."Julie? What the heck happened? Why are all those marks all over you?" I gasped, becoming disturbed."What are you talking about?" my wife asked."Th-those marks all over your face and arms. You're covered with them! What the hell?!" I snapped.Julie rushed. " She smiled at me. "It's time to go in and face my 'rents." Her smile turned into a grin.We didn't make it to the front door before her parents were outside greeting us. I got a hug from her mother and my hand shaken by her father. Her father led the way inside with his arm around Dollars. Missus Ingram took my arm. She said, "Don't worry. We won't bite hard." She chuckled.We came inside and Missus Ingram offered the two of us seats on the couch. Dollars sat in the middle giving me only a. I stumbled back and got back onto the inflatable mattress, careful not to stir her and still wondering why my wife decided to forgive me so quickly, went back to sleep.Somewhere during the morning hours I awoke and felt Debbie crawled up against me with her petite little body pressed against me, her head on my shoulder. I gave a victory smile in the dark and pulled her closer to me softly searching for her lips. She stirred in the darkness and pressed her body into mine. When I started to kiss. My attention turned back to my face. It reminded me so muchof my mother's when she was young. I still had the scarthat was next to my left eye, from a childhood accidentthat nearly killed me. My eyebrows were narrow lines ofperfectly shaped arches. Nothing at all like the massivecaterpillar brows that had crawled across my foreheadbefore. The brow ridge that had stood prominently underthem was no longer in existence. My forehead was smooth,and very feminine.Surrounding my eyes were the most.