I sometimes heard her using a vibrator in her room. She went out two or three time a month and came back late. Always alone, she never brought a man b...ack home that I saw. She never talked much about what she got up to on her nights out, ‘I met up with some friends,’ was the most she’d say.What she’d done for me last night got me to thinking.“Mom, have you ever thought of opening a massage parlor?”She burst out laughing at that. Sometimes my sideways thinking matched hers.“Now that’s an idea,”. I wanted him to crawl to me. Here was this gorgeous man who seemed to have no need for me. I realized that he wasn't going to walk to me much less crawl. I ran from the house. I stood outside crying and he came to me and gently took me in his arms. What he said then froze my blood and finally brought me completely to my senses."He comforted me like you would a child, not like a lover. He said he understood that I thought I was right. He said that I should return inside for my parents and leave!. ” Mike opened a box next to the couch. It contained several items that had been strewn through the front room after the fight with Jenny. Afraid to toss any of it out, he dug through it, unable to remember what they had even placed inside. A couple of random bookends, a small black statue of a woman made of coral, and an extremely ugly lamp were the only items of interest. The rest was just blankets, duvets, and other assorted cloths people draped over their furniture to protect them from the. “Sure, I guess, well go ask Marie,” he said never looking away from the tv.Since they weren't in the kitchen, we figured she and our mother were probably upstairs and went up to find them, turns out they were in Marie's room holding clothes up to each other, they were probably trading clothes since both of them are pretty much the same body type. We made ourselves known and casually walked in so they wouldn't think we were spying on them.“Marie is it ok if we watch the tv in the basement?” Rita.