" "So what should I do, start crying?" asked Dana. "No, I'm not saying that...but you should allow yourself time toheal...and to mourn," she said. "Mo...urn?" "Yes...part of you died when they did this," she explained. Dana's head dropped down. "I'm sorry," she said. Dana looked up at her and wiped away the tears. "I guess you'reright...my girlfriend...broke up with me yesterday...I guess I can'tblame her...I need to have a purpose in my life now...otherwise I willlose it. They had no right to do. Mr. and Mrs. Robinson would not be home until almost dinner... Suddenly, the back screen door slowly squeaked on it's tired hinges. Becky looked up from her work.It was Billy. He stepped inside, wiping his shoes off at the door and just stood silently, looking up at her. She looked down at the boy's face and she immediately 'knew' what he wanted... "How are you, today, Mister Billy?", Becky asked with a little smile, sensuously licking her broad, full lips.Billy swallowed hard for he could not. And I knew thatme trying to explain anything would be bad for business."Ok..." I said softly to her as I closed my eyes. I felt her small yetpouty lips gently press against my lips and gently smack it. I then felta peck on my chin. I smiled weakly as I returned the kisses with one toher forehead.I then broke out of her hold and hoisted my bad up and zipped it shutand made the face I normally make when I am perplexed. "Well, I will bewaiting for your call tonight Kitten." I said to her. When she. What can I do for you?" She says in a sweet tone that has concern. "Mrs. Parker may I come in? I have some progress to share with you." She's reluctant to let me in. I can tell she's scared of what I might tell her. She steps aside and I enter and walk into the front room. Its big. On the far wall there's a big flat screen tv on the wall. On the opposite side of the room is a brown leather couch with a coffee table in front of it. On the left side of the room, there's a mirror on the wall..