" He shut the door and turned the deadbolt. Then he went to get Mandy. He found her in her bikini outside with Traci. He told her who was at the door ...nd asked her if she wanted him to get rid of the Reverend."No, I might as well see what he wants. I can't imagine why he would be coming here." She slipped on her short robe and came into the living room. Greg went back to the door and led the Reverend in. Mandy greeted him guardedly, being cordial but without any emotion.The Reverend however was. We kicked ideas around for a while then decided to go out for dinner to celebrate. Dinner, like most meals we took as a group was also a working meeting, with ideas flying back and forth across the table. Our waitress had to remind us that they were closing before we left. Back at the house, we gathered in the living room. As was usual, the conversation died out to replaced by moans, groans, and gasps, punctuated by squeals and clench jaw hissing screams.Partners changed frequently, I had. I remember it quite well: we went to a film festival and saw Forbidden Planet, an old Sci-Fi adventure. He did all the right things: popcorn, a soda, letting me pick our seats. Part of the way into the movie, he put his arm around my shoulders. I smiled inwardly at what I thought was a clumsy attempt to cop a feel of my small breast. I guided his hand to it, but he quickly pulled away! I guided it again, and again he pulled away. I tried a third time and he pulled his arm off my shoulder. What. Cherie was upright now. So why should he go to sleep. Instead he decided tolisten to some music and dance around in only his diaper. What hedid wouldn't be called dancing by anyone who knew what the definitionof dancing was, but for a two year old it was fine. Steve washopping and jumping around and swinging his arms wildly. Therewasn't any rhyme or reason to anything he was doing, but it was a lotof fun.Soon the motion made Steve very thirsty so he decided to go down tokitchen to get.