Chapter 1484 She Is In Heat:>>10
- I had come home that afternoon with my bag slung over my shoulder, with stories and weariness to share with my father about grad school. He, my mother and my sister had gathered around the table and eaten dinner together for the first time in ages, and there was no awkwardness anywhere. I told them about Pam, the girl I was seeing, and Monica asked about her like any disinterested sister would. My mother was glad I was finally dating someone again.
- That night my dad and I drank beers on the porch and talked about the companies that were open. He'd been in the business for years and I'd already put in several years of my own. I'd be fine. I was on the right track, and in a couple years I knew I'd be designing the buildings I'd always dreamed of.
- I retired late that night, book in hand, in bed. The hours crept by and, near midnight, there was a knock at my door. Monica, in nothing provocative (a simple shirt, simple shorts, no makeup), softly smiled and asked if she could sleep on my side of the bed. I laughed, and without thinking, scooted over to let her lie down. I continued to read, and the minutes crept by, and softly I heard her stir.