Baker screamed. For the second time in two days, Reginald Baker was punched in the face. This time, it was Keith doing the honors. ‘You stupid son o...f a bitch!’ the young man shouted. ‘How completely . . .’ Keith couldn’t think of anything that quite summarized how angry he was. The punch had done a pretty good job of that. Reginald and Keith were both ‘escorted’ to different areas of the hospital to cool down by hospital security. Everyone had forgotten about Pat in the scuffle, which is what. "I told you so?" Yeah, that's the one." I'm sorry, David." Jen reached out an patted my knee. "I wish I hadn't been right." No ... it's okay. You were right. My dad was right."Kevin chimed in. "So what's going to happen now? You need to crash here for a bit?" No. I think we'll be okay. It's not like Cherys and I are breaking up per se. Officially, we were never together. We're just confirming that she and Danielle are together and I'm just the roommate." Does that mean you and Cherys are going. The aroma of coffee filling the kitchen is enough to lift her spirits. Maybe this day will not be so bad after all, the thought flashes across her mind. She sprints on her toes to the room, the cold tiles reminding her that winter is not far off. She gets in the shower and turns the water on. Feeling the water run down her body, makes her body shiver. She loves her shower with the massaging head. Her thoughts turn to the day ahead. She didn’t think she would have any problems with the picnic. As they climbed the steep stairs Bobby's eyes were right level with his mother's legs just a couple of feet in front of him. Just then he would have given anything to be able to reach out and feel them up, to bury his face in their fullness and kiss them and lick them with his tongue. It gave him an almost instant hard-on which he surreptitiously had to adjust as they reached the top of the stairs.It was a pleasant late afternoon drive on the back roads to Charleston and Norma enjoyed the ride.