Don,’ reported Ensign Pam, ‘we have communications, but they don’t fit our time.’ ‘What do you mean?’ ‘There’s no Doogie Howser / Hous... M.D. Chatter. It seems we are in 1994, a period of time between the end of the Doogie Howser run and the start of the House show,’ answered Ensign Pam. ‘I am doing a scan for snail life right now Capt. Don,’ offered Lt. Solok, ‘and I think the best place to find our specimen will be at the Snailological Institute of Morganton, North Carolina.’ ‘Capt. Don,. I hurried to the passenger side to open the door for my lady. "Aww, look at the gentleman." she cooed. I shut the door after she got in and went back to the driver's seat. "I missed you so much," Mischa exclaimed while grabbing my free hand and nuzzling it into her palm. I love when she does that. "Not nearly as much as I missed you". She snarled at me and said that was not possible. She unbuckled her seat belt, shifted herself closer to me and began kissing my neck. She knows how much I love. ..........." "Good, it's settled then," Brenda said happily, "we're gonna go!!!"Wow, look at all of the cars," Brenda said enthusiastically, "Freddy must have invited half of Chicago!!!" "And all of them strange," Phyllis interjected!!! "Oh pooh on you," Brenda said only half k**dingly, "for once just try to go with the flow and have a good time!!!"From the size of the crowd and the loud music coming from inside, it was pretty obvious that no one was minding the front door, so with out. * * *As my mother, her face all urgency, positioned herself over me on the bed and took what I thought was way too long to mash her naked body into mine, my mind reeled with everything that had happened. Lacking any etiquette books for something like this, Tanya had improvised, going into her guest bedroom alone to talk to Yvonne and my mom. Yvonne of course was in on what was going on. My mom sounded delighted and nervous to see Tanya. There was conversation I couldn't make out, awkward.