They ordered their drinks and food."Thank you for meeting with me, Ms. Cummings. And also for trusting me." I must say that I came here with a few tre...idations, given that you're related to someone who hates my guts. Oh, and please call me Lisa." You must be referring to my brother. He is quite the troublemaker, isn't he? I'm sorry he's caused you so many headaches." Thanks," said Lisa confused."So you've obviously read my paper. What did you think about it?"Lisa paused, choosing her words. After the meal, I turned the radio on, found some soft music, and kept the sound low. The girls were seated on the couch, but kept to opposite ends. I thought that a fire would be a good thing, to get my guests to be more sociable. Four sticks of white birch were put in the cast iron grate. Small shavings were piled underneath. As I struck a match, I heard a gasp from behind me.The girls had gotten up, to see what I was doing. Apparently fire was new to them. Once the tinder was ignited, I. Soft of. Not really. Well, kinda. It involves a father and daughter in a difficult sexual situation, anyway. And it’s straight hetero. Maybe a bit of explanation is due.A week ago, I posted the short story Alternate Mom to SOL. If you read it, you know that AltMom was based on a story called Alternatives that I read many years ago. I rediscovered it recently in Old Joe’s Collection on the ASSTR website. I instantly began an updated rewrite and posted it to moderate applause. (It’s actually. Most of the gifts were gag gifts. That was good. I hadn't gotten something serious for my recipient, Evan Foster. When it was Evan's turn I presented him with a carefully wrapped shirt box containing my gift to him.Evan unwrapped it and found the box contained Snoopy and the Red Baron sheets for his bed. I teased, "These will come in handy on Saturday nights if you end up with dirty sheets."Evan responded, "I wonder how I'd get dirty sheets on a Saturday night?"Half the team knew about me and.