Despite the summer heat, he had been asked to wear long sleeve shirts to hide the large tattoo on his arm, so he always felt no small relief to discar...d them as soon as the center was closed.Anya tilted her head as she whimsically observed the flat, steel-plating he called an abdomen revealed as he raised his sweatshirt up. The guy also nailed the boyish rebel look in a basic tee and jeans. “Ready for some fun?” he asked, readjusting his t-shirt over his stomach.“Hmm?” Anya replied, blinking. Kelly smiled, shaking her head, extending her bloody hand to Nate. He grabbed it and climbed aboard. Kelly sat in his lap, Nate holding his mother tightly. They were silent, sharing an occasional peck on the lips and smiles.She was in the hospital until the next day; her left forearm was slightly fractured. The doctor did one final examination of the cast the next morning, before they checked out. While they waited, she held Nate’s hand.“I don’t really feel like going back to our home. . The terrible shame of it is that as I know now, I was getting plenty of chances to do that and a great deal more but I was too young and inexperienced to know. Ah, the waste, the waste! Then came the day when I had to leave the groceries in the kitchen. The lady of the house would be out but the back door would be open. It was. I did. And crept up to the bedroom, trembling, shaking with - fear .. anticipation, and... Her drawers were a gold mine -- panties, stockings, suspender belts,. "After a moment or two, the man behind the desk looked at Jeffrey with concern and then went back to the screen he had been perusing.Finally he said, "I'm sorry, Sir. I only see one suite listed under the name Winslow." What? Are you sure?" Jeffrey asked in an agitated tone, leaning into the desk as if he wanted to look at the screen for proof."Absolutely, Sir. I only see one."Jeffrey stood back and laid his briefcase on the desk popping it open. After deftly shifting through folders he pulled.