I was thinking about how great my life was when I found that I fell back asleep.When I woke up, none of the girls were in sight. I could hear some typing being done in another room (Aimee?). The volume was turned down on the television, which was now showing a few scantily clad women doing exercises. I watched the show a bit, wondering if the point of the show was to help housewives watching keep themselves fit, or for guys to ogle the women on the screen. I decided, after watching what they ridiculously called "aerobics," that it was probably mostly the latter.A few minutes after I awoke, Aimee came back into the living room."You seem to sleep quite a lot," Aimee said. Aimee was always making comments like that.I didn't know what to say to that, so I just shrugged my response.Aimee studied me a bit and said, "It seems when you use your mind powers, Jim, your body needs to rest a lot afterward. That never seems to happen with me."Again, I had no answer for her and shrugged again."I. And He . . . told me . . . to get ready for bed." She said."They made you undress in front of them. For how long?" I asked her."Since I was eight years old," Wendy started to sob. I pulled her to me; she tensed up but then relaxed as she felt me stroking her hair. "You don't like doing that do you." I asked her, she shook her head - not daring to speak her mind. "Then you don't have to do that with me." I told her.She pulled back at looked at me. "Do you mean that daddy?" She asked me."Of course Wendy, I don't want you to do anything that you don't like doing, except school! I expect you to go there regardless." I added smiling at her."Thank you daddy . . . but do I really have to go to school. I hate it." She said with a slight smile on her face."We'll cross that bridge when we get to it." I told her. Then I turned her towards the stairs. "Now go to your room and get ready for bed." I told her."Will you be inspecting me like He did?" she asked me, fear showing in her face again."Not.
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