“You’re in a constant sexual haze, aren’t you?”“Yesss...”“One day, he mentions that he likes your tight blue jeans. What do you do?”Th...re was a pause - it was so brief that if I hadn’t been looking for it, I would have thought that she’d answered immediately. But it was there.“I put on my tight blue jeans.”“Why?”“Because...”Again, that tiny pause.“ ... he likes them.”I grinned.“Your brother is a hot-blooded male, isn’t he?”“Yes.”“What do men like?”My sister’s forehead creased for a moment, but. .. Suddenly we came from under the trees and arrived at a more open spot along with at our back the rocks going up like a wall and in front of us the sea, about 8 meters, below us... there was a nice ridge and more than enough space to put our towels, the only textile we always have with us... I pointed at a nice place and we had to go down and forward a little more and then suddenly... we saw we were not alone! At the end of the ridge, close to the wall there was another couple already. ’ We lay there for a few minutes before she said, ‘Can we go out jogging this morning? I just weighed myself and I’ve gained three pounds since a week ago.’ I responded, ‘Wonder how that happened?’ She moaned and admitted that she had been eating a lot since we met. I tried to help, ‘But we’ve been getting a lot of sexercise.’ She giggled and said, ‘Maybe, but it’s not enough.’ ‘Jeez Pam, you’re going to wear the skin off junior. I’m actually sore this morning.’ She launched into baby. "Paula and I want to catch up..." I'd like to hang with you guys, if you don't mind," I offered, only tobe taken back as Kolchak's ex gave me a sweet yet definite rebuke"It's your Bachelorette party, darling girl, so go have fun while weoldsters shoot the breeze. Ok?" Yes ma'am," I answered, figuring that she didn't want an old beaulistening to what she had to say about him.Still, this spontaneous exclusion smarted just a bit.Jenny Weston was clearly tickled by this Mother-Daughter dynamic as.