“Mr. Donnelly I’m glad you we able to get here so quickly, we’ll be able to get boarded on our plane sooner than we thought,” Delauter says sm...iling. “Now Guy, I can’t go to the terminal but you have your phone and you can call us anytime,” Dad says placing his hand on my shoulder. I nod to my Dad and head past Mr. Delauter into the security terminal. They make me take off my boots but I get through and after that it’s just a bunch of sit and wait. “Well I called your mother. Off to one side was the maid’s room and I could hear the shower going. Although the nanny slept on the floor in the k**’s room she officially slept and showered in the maid’s room. Unlike the rest of our house, the maids room did not have air conditioning or windows; just slats covered by mosquito nets.I am not sure what made me do it, but I wandered around the kitchen for a few moments banging doors, huffing and puffing and generally showing disapproval that I needed to get my own beer (why. That’s a happy kitty now.” She kissed me. “Promise me you’ll always love me THAT way, too...”“You’re not the only one that gets thoughts all day,” I said.“Did you think about me doing this?” She smiled, sliding down in bed, one of her hands circling a diamond-cutter of an erection. Her tongue flicked out.Giggle. “So neat. First time I saw it, I was tempted to put my mouth around it.” She demonstrated. My turn for my breathing to stop.Lena’s happy having sex. Better yet, she’s happy sucking on. "No, Scott, I don't have cancer," I said, patiently. "I just have things on my mind."Mrs. Carson called us for supper then, which got me off the hook, but I knew I was going to have to come up with some conundrum worthy of my continued distraction. Scott wasn't going to give up until I told him what was bothering me. I wondered what I'd tell him.The weirdness continued at supper. Mrs. Carson acted completely normal. She didn't look at me differently, or say anything different. She asked us both.