He always makes them so strong, is it to calm the nerves or because he likes to drink them like that she wondered.as if by some magic his voice so dee...p and dark sounded in her ear "just in time she should be here any minute now". his strong hands came down on her shoulders so warm and heavy. powerful and sure they kneaded the tension that had welled up in the last few hours. "relax and have another sip i think i heard a car door". sure enough the sound of the knock on the door made her think. I keep telling you, if he really wants to get serious about his work, which I really don’t see him doing, then he needs to take and pay for some classes at College for Creative Studies. Besides, I’ve seen how heartsick you get when you don’t see or hear from him for a week or two. He’s just an opportunistic douchebag.’ A week ago or three days ago, I would have agreed with her and took her advice to help me get over him. Then I told her about Friday night and how he showed up at my door singing. However, it was up to you as her mother to make sure she too obeyed me. if you couldn’t trust her you should have made sure she was in no position to go against my will.”“But how, Sir?”Her tremulous voice came from behind the curtain of hair that had fallen forward to hide her face.“You could have insisted she sleep with you and you could have watched her all night, or you could have secured her, as she is now,” I answered her impatiently.I reached to the side table and picked up the much-used. ”“No way, uh-uh. What if he turns out to be a pervert or something?”“In a coffee shop? Come on!”“Okay, okay.” Kristen looked around the room until she saw two guyssitting up by the front of the cafe. “How about that guy?”“The guy in the denim jacket or the guy with glasses?”“The guy with glasses. I’ve seen him in here before and I think he’sbeen checking me out.”“All right, then,” Wendy said,.