At this stage I figured I had nothing to lose by having her on my side. "Sure, Elissa. I know my heart will be broken without your help. It's a shame ...hat you aren't older. Then maybe I wouldn't have this problem."She smiled at that. She seemed to be enough of a woman to know that I was putting her on. Jaci was walking up as the dance ended and Elissa told me, "Quick, kiss my nose?"Without thinking, I did.Jaci arrived, finally ready for a dance, and asked, "What was that all about. Do you kiss. *** (we will return to the second half of ‘As The Mouse Clicks’ after this message from our sponsor….) And now a word (or several) from our sponsor: Heard on the subway: Woman 1: Does your hoochie ever stink? Woman 2: HUH? Woman 1: I mean, have you ever been sitting in the office wondering what that fucking smell is?? Woman 2: Well, actually, I haven’t! (gets up and moves to a different seat) Woman 1: (follows woman 2) No, I mean seriously, like you know, right before, you know..that time…kinda. A foot flicked off her sandal, quickly crossing the space under the table. She traced her way up the inside of his jeans to his knee. Through the fabric it wasn’t going to be very effective, but it was more of a promise of what she intended. She leaned back slightly and let her foot trace its way up his inner thigh to rub against his lust. She curled her toes to add a little pressure and was rewarded by a slight pulse through the fabric. His eyes widened and the conversation faltered. After. I shouted to the man in the wagon that I was friendly and not to shoot at me as I came toward him. He called to me to come on in and I did. I reloaded as I walked toward the wagon. I suggested that he continue fording the stream and then we could talk. He agreed and climbed into the driver's seat. I was surprised to see a woman with a small child also stand up and move to the front of the wagon.When they had crossed the stream, we began to talk. I introduced myself and he said that he was Jed.