"I glanced across at the package. "You read Summer Camp?" Yeah. I want them. You can't have cooked that up, right."I sighed. "OK. Give it a few minute...." Why?" It needs to process the data to generate the characters," I told him in no uncertain terms and slid the memory card from the Reader into the front of the console. "It will select the most important characters and bring them to us." He looked at me sceptically. "It's not seen those books before. It has to process them."Three red lights. She stirred, her eyes half-closed."Fuck me," she moaned. "Somebody, fuck me!" Jesus, Norma, what shall we do with her?"Norma smiled. "What did we say back in the hotel, Dennis? We were going to love each other, but with no strings after we're married. You don't want me to be like your wife. You want an open, liberated marriage." Yes," Dennis nodded."Then we might as well start now, darling. Fuck her!" Jesus, you mean right in front of you, Norma, honey?" Yes!" Fuck me, God, fuck me!" Peggy. “Well said, my dear! May I have this dance?” Samira asked her fiance.Dan beamed as he gladly led her out to an open spot where they could dance. She tossed the rest of her toga aside as he did and they danced sensuously in the nude. Dan’s hands spend a lot of time on Samira’s bottom, but that was hardly a shock. It was a rather splendid booty, after all, shapely and earthy, the olive complexion contrasting well against the lighter color of his hands as he caressed her cheeks. When he dipped her. ”“Don’t embarrass your girlfriend,” Lissa scowled. Uh-oh.“I’m sorry. Really. I couldn’t stop him,” I whined. Yeah, Melody doesn’t have a corner on the whining market. I’m pretty good at it.“Stop who? What?” Melody asked.“Tony?”“Dad,” I said. “He’s so excited to have you here to visit he arranged to have a court for us tomorrow morning for a kind of local exhibition.”I pulled into the Y parking lot and got out of the car, motioning the girls to join me as I approached the front doors. The Y.