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However, lying in bed together, both of us catching our breaths after an hour of serious bed bouncing, I reached over, kissed her forehead and released her. To my surprise and relief, she smiled, got cleaned up and dressed and went back to Ryan. Before the couple left for California, I made one more change to Ryan that I was certain both would enjoy.Mandy needed my attention as well, but in such a different way from the rest of my family. What she had done to Ryan had scared her, but not in the way I originally thought. She had been able to recall the incident in detail and the look in her eyes as she recounted events didn't show fear, but joy. She had enjoyed the smell of fear on him, the fact that she could knock him around as if his efforts were meaningless and the idea of just eating him even appealed to her. What scared her was that she had enjoyed the feel of those primal urges. I asked if she wanted me to remove the cat part of her persona. She wasn't sure. She still enjoyed. " As they made their way toward the wagon Kelly said, "And keep those trips to the bushes strictly business." Tom was sure that she didn't have to say that, but he saw them move a little faster at her words.She didn't have anything to say as she watched the kids settle down under the wagon. Without looking at him Kelly said, "Thank you." Tom wasn't sure what she was thanking him for, so he made a noncommittal grunt, and waited to see where she was going to go. She quickly glanced at him and smiled as she said, "For not letting me make a fool out of myself. You knew that the first thing that I wanted to do was to yell and scream at them. If I had, I would just have made a fool out of myself." She slumped against him as she quietly said, "How can I yell at them for doing the same thing that they have watched me do, since the day that they were born? I never knew that they saw so much. I thought that they didn't understand what was going on. Now I see that they understood a lot better.
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