At least that's what I think I was trying to do. I'm not even going to pretend that any wisdom was actually exposed (or accepted). In any case, that's...what I did now.I held out my hand. This girl needed to learn something right away. She took it automatically and I pulled her close. I used the other hand to tip her head up and then trapped her with my heels while I leaned down to kiss her. I gave it to her good and her whole body went tense. She didn't resist, though. I think she was just. One school replied almost immediately to let the other know that they were my first destination. If I could get there by nine on Friday, we could do the dog and pony show in a single day. My printer kicked out an itinerary for my travels.I got a message that I needed to see Chrissy next door and to take her the things I had gotten for her, except for her birthday and Christmas presents. She had gotten a bit off the rails, and her mom needed my help to get her back on track. My flight. Yuk. This is food? If it is, maybe the food they serve to farm animals would be better; the pictures I saw of cattle and hogs on the Web showed them as being healthy and well nourished. So I won’t describe the fare; if you haven’t eaten yet it might ruin your appetite. I selected a salad, fruit, and milk. At least I could identify those.Denise selected the same items. Good for her. We looked around and saw someone waving at us. It was Sarah, and she was standing at an empty table on the other. ." I placed the foot, and she wriggled free; I couldn't fucking believe it! I'd gotten her to shuck her jeans without REALLY thinking about it! "There, isn't that better?" I asked innocently.Only then did she stop and take stock of the situation, realizing that she was naked from the waist down in a seat between her man and a stranger. "Uh, yeah..." she murmured, weakly.I busied myself solicitously placing her coat over her exposed lap -- but left a hand possessively grasping the inside of her.