"Regrets?" None really. I wouldn't want to go back. To tell you the truth, it became boring. How those three couples can do the same thing week after ...eek and year after year is beyond me. When I say boring, I mean getting ready for the party during the week. When you were in that room and could smell everyone becoming sexually aroused, you weren't bored. You couldn't wait to be touched whether it was man or woman, it didn't matter. You wanted to touch people, too. Well you know all about it,. When you get out, I’m on the left ... With your elbow, hit my doorbell.”“Grandma, that sounds easy, but, why am I hitting all these buttons with my elbow?... “What ... You’re coming empty handed?”Wise Italian GrandfatherWhy Italian Fathers and Grandfathers pass their handguns down through the family.An old Italian man is dying. He calls his grandson to his bedside, Guido, I wan’ you lissina me. I wan’ you to take-a my chrome plated... 38 revolver so you will always remember me.”“But grandpa, I. Then her eyes got really big, and she lit up the whole bay with her blush! I kissed her. "Mostly, anyway," her protest got weaker. I kissed her again, and she kissed me back. "A little?" she actually squeaked, and she raised up her eyes and looked into mine. "No, I guess I wasn't kidding at all – I was hoping." So was I, little girl, so was I" And the world went away, former sad realities erased by this new "together" that we had both suddenly realized we were hoping for.We sat there quietly. I watched Jerry and Larry pull the pole up using the pulley ropesattached at the end. It stretched my arms up, but the wristrestraints kept my hands from sliding together. They stopped liftingme when my toes came up off the floor. Jerry got another pole out that had ankle restraints attached onit. They clamped my ankles into the restraints and then pulled themapart as far as they would go and locked them onto the bar. They thenlowered me until my feet were on the floor and just barely.