?Mommy?!?Jill stepped forward and sat beside her daughter on her bed. ?I’m sorry sweaty. You’re not emancipated? and you’re what I’m having ...or dinner.? Jill put her arm around her helpless daughter’s shoulders, turned her head and kissed her goodbye.***As Anton pulled up at the house he took his usual cautionary glance at Sophia’s window. The light was off. Either Jill had sent her off or he would be forced to sit with her as they waited in awkward silence waiting for dinner. He loved. "Should I wash the dishes before..." No," he said, "I'll do them. Have something to do while you're in there. In the bath." As he spoke, one of his dream images of her floated into his mind, and he hoped that he kept the flush away from his cheeks. "Go. Ah, you go. I'll take care of the -- dishes."He sighed when she had left the room. Smooth talker, you, he thought. You might as well just have painted it neon on yourself. All through the five-day vacation, he had needed to say it to her but. More

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