“Hmmm! Thanks for that. I really needed that one, and my boyfriend just couldn't get me there, bless ‘im. The trouble is, once I've started I got ...to keep goin’ till I get there. And I can’t stand the frustration if I don’t get off, it drives me mad, like an itch you can’t scratch, you know?” “An’ he was falling asleep on the job, so I thought I’d come an’ see you instead, an’ I'm glad I did.” I was a bit dumbfounded, and didn't know what to say to such open and honest thoughts, spoken in such. “He will pay!”“Absolutely!” Replied Tony.Meanwhile, Sammi had sat on the couch and began to cry. Chuck sat next to her and placed his arm reassuringly around her. His mind was on the retribution he would later extract out of Ben, but he realized for the moment, he needed to comfort Sammi.She buried her face into Chuck’s chest, crying, as he wrapped his arms around her. Tony was exploring the house to look for more damage. As he opened the door to the garage, he saw that Ben’s prized possession,. Hugo wouldn’t have minded more, and neither would I, really, but two pregnancies were more than enough for me. I felt fat and ugly, I worshiped the porcelain goddess far too often—morning sickness is really disgusting, what a rotten way to start the day, and to interrupt it, too; it isn’t just mornings—and we agreed that we were going to settle for two.Hugo got them started early. He’d tell them bedtime stories from his own childhood, often continuing ones that left them on tenterhooks from one. "I told her she was being unreasonable and that I loved you, and that you loved me, and that I'm eighteen and that if I wanted to see you I was going to."You told her I loved you?" Well that's what you said while you were making love to me," she said. Her voice started to rise. "Was that a lie?"I had the chance to fall on my sword. It would have been the right thing to do, but it would have hurt her feelings. So I told the truth instead."No. I do love you." HA!" she almost shouted."What does.