.. I spend new years eve with a good friend of mine, and his girlfriend. I metthem years ago on the web, because they are into the maid fantasy as wel...,and we have been close friends ever since. Ofcourse, we are not only friends...but we 'play' as well. I like to be his maid, together with his girl. And sowe did on December 31... it was the first time I was 'on duty' at new yearseve, but I really liked it. I'll tell you what happened... I hope you like it; my stories are somewhatdifferent from. "? ??????????? "Can't?"? Confusion and a sinkingfeeling in the pit of my belly.?'Can't' wasn't a word I wanted to hear just now.? Not when the person holding the key I sodesperately wanted was telling me she 'can't' give it to me.? Not for the first time, I cursed myself for playing thislittle game with Heather.? We wouldn't doit all the time, but perhaps once a month or so, one of us would bring itup.? Sometimes I'd mail her the key orshe'd hint around at wanting to have it.?Of course, they. ‘Sit down.. make yourself comfortable’ I went into my kitchen which was not much of a kitchen at all and was open so that you could see into the living room. ‘Red or white?’ ‘Red.. I guess’ Jenn replied. ‘Coming up!’ I was happy she went with red because I didn’t have any white chilled. I poured two large glasses of red wine and took them into the living room. ‘Here you go.’ I handed Jenn her glass. She was sitting on the couch. I wanted to sit next to her but wasn’t sure how she’d feel about. The problem was the idiot tv people never got his name or address... All he told them was his name was Sean. We didn't know about the independent station finding out about his suing the trucking company. It would have made it lots easier had we known.We tried every way we could think of to find him and quite honestly, I had given the idea up. Not old Ral though, he kept on keeping on. Following every lead until he saw the commercial on tv for the APA. Ral knew then he had 'run him to ground'.