"Just as I start to black out, some guy drags Jennifer off me, andanother rolls me on my side to clear my airway.He pounds my back and I vomit out gob...s of blood, I lay there for a fewminutes gasping for breath. After a few minutes I thank my benefactor,and hear Jennifer struggling with Muscle guy. I get to my feet and askthe guy holding Jennifer to please release her.He doesn't want to, he wants to call the police. I assure him it wasn'tnecessary, and show him my tattoo.He reads the tat and. “Well I did try to,” he mumbled under his breath. They sat together in silence as he sipped his coffee and watched some stupid TV shows, the silence feeling comforting and natural. He finished his coffee and put the cup down; he felt sad, a little lonely and very very sorry for himself. He lay down on the couch and put his head in Jenny’s lap. She absentmindedly started playing with his hair. It felt so right to him to be with her like this, so safe and warm and familiar. He suddenly thought of. I wasn't too terribly worried about her reactions at this point, regarding the physical contents anyway, we'd already shared and discussed the fact that she and dad had had intimate, close relations with Steven and Jackie over the course of the years. The only real concern I had, was whether or not it would cause mom grief ... seeing them remembering them in a sad way, as opposed to the erotic, sensual images in the way that I saw them."Well, you've made pretty good progress," mom said coming. ‘Perfect’ she thought wistfully, as her chocolate labrador choose that moment to lick her hands. She jumped, causing the colander she had just retrieved to land on the floor with a crash and skitter the dog back to his basket in the corner. ‘Sorry girl’ she said to the dog as she retrieved the fallen implement and placed it in the cupboard, ‘you made me jump. The dog eyed her and gently wagged its tail, the dark eyes looking soulfully at her. ‘Woof’ ‘Oh, you like the weather as well do you?’.