She then said, “Well, since Frank isn't here, will you play with me?” I remembered seeing her at the store a cou...ple of days before, and Frank had been out back with her, but I really didn't pay any attention. I figured she was the daughter of a friend of his, or something. Let me describe what she looked like. A small girl, slim of build, with short blonde hair, cut with bangs, and barely falling to her. "And you love to fuck, what's the problem?" "Jesus, Brandon!" Lauren says, pushing me off of her. "You're such a guy!" You didn't seem to mind that a few minutes ago," I laugh, rolling onto my side next to her. "I wish I could talk to Kristina about this," she says, eyeing me cautiously."We should probably loop in her in sooner rather than later," I admit. "She's going to find out eventually." Really?" Lauren asks, excitedly. "I can tell her?" Sure, why don't you two come over for dinner. Hot and black, just like I like it. She started complaining that there was no good news from Europe anymore, grabbed Joe and Charlie's dirty dishes and took them back in the kitchen to wash them. Myself, I had mixed the honey into the oatmeal and was eating it as fast as I could before it hardened. By the time I was working on the sweet roll, Mrs. O' was back to take the empty oatmeal bowl to wash. I swear she never sat down once the whole time I was eating my breakfast.I managed to grab my. "Yes, I did." And?"Jane thought back to that night. After sex the second time (twice!!), they were laying in bed together, just talking - something they used to do all the time, but which recently had gotten rarer and rarer."Ted?" She asked, her voice quavering a little."Yes?" I'll need your 'help' more often." Sure, whatever you'd like." I mean, I've been told ... ah ... I mean, I want your help," she emphasized the word, "no less than twice a day." Sure sweetie, anything you need," Ted,.