?"Stacy said, "Relax. I'm the only one here that knows." That certainlyhelped to ease my mind. Annie returned with a portable nail station and settled...in filing mynails. "That was such a cute top you were wearing when you came in, wheredid you get it?" It's one that Sabrina, my boss, bought me after the fire. It's fromNeiman Marcus." "I wish my boss would buy me something from Neiman Marcus," Annie said,giving Stacy wry smile and a look out of the corner of her eye. Stacy smiled and said, "Your. We walked up to a jewelry shack with a couple in there early 30s were working and started looking at the necklaces. We started talking about how crazy people at the fair can get and they told us that is nothing compared to what happens after hours when everyone else goes home. All of the workers camp out at night they told us. Jim and Stacy were married and traveled around to the different fair grounds selling there merchandise. Jim was a good looking man and his wife Stacy was a buxom. Yes, he also finds me sexy. Neither Gigi nor I are ready to take on family members quite yet, but we have talked a little about trading the boys between us. We think it would be much better for everyone to have their first adult contacts be here, without extended family ties. We’re not philosophically opposed to incest, if it’s psychologically safe, and we could get good advice here.“Jill, I’m a little unclear about what excites you, as well as your experience. My understanding is that now,. ‘It’s chilly out there, you’ll be glad you have them.’ ‘Nuh uh, I know how cold it gets here… just give me my shorts,’ your status as a Maine native having been silently called into question by the temperature. ‘Ok… whatever you say…’ Handing you your shorts, I tuck the sweatshirt under my arm and pull your socks and shoes over in front of you. Leaving you to finish dressing, I go get my sweater and keep your sweatshirt with me, just in case. You emerge from the bedroom and shuffle to the door.