My pulse beats a little harder when I detour up her leg, up along the inside a little more each stroke of my tracing, almost daring myself, a little more further beyond the towel’s border. XXX “Oh you can see my place from over here,” and she pointed to the left while I looked at a block of older units which faced their backs towards ours. A squeeze on the knee. I left her a huge bath sheet to wrap in after she was done. So, she’s gone. Then I took the plastic cup we used for rinsing and dumped water on Ronnie’s head, making her squeal and the baby laugh. There was a hairbrush once my wife’s which I brought over to the couch and, sitting next to her, began to brush Ronnie’s hair, beginning at the very bottom.
