Jeeeeeezzz, I can’t stop smiling at him whenever Shaun is with me!! she thought. ‘Uhh..okay…So I’ll just meet you in the living room?’ ‘S...unds good to me! I’ll stick our wet clothes in the washer. Are you okay with spending the night? I can wash your clothes, dry them and have them ready for you to wear tomorrow…’ If you want to leave so soon, was the ending that ran through both their minds. They had reached the master bathroom, and Caesii followed him inside. ‘Just as long as you don’t break. It's time for you to accept that.” “Michael, I want to, I really do...but...” Her voice trailed off. “And now you're being judgmental.” Jeanne was quiet for a moment and then she said, “You're right, I am. Michael, it's hard for me to understand that you might not only be able to accept my new lifestyle, you might enjoy it too.” “But I do and you need to accept that fact just like I accepted the fact that I'm married to a woman who is now a slut.” “I can't tell you how much I want to do that,. He also furnished most of the nails.Yes, the other old timers said, if it hadn't been for good old Frank, there never would have been a church built out there in the middle of Nowhere, Oklahoma. They also recounted how "Wild Frank Martin," as he was known in those days would try to out drink, out fight and out everything else everybody else until that time he met up Alvin York again, after the Big War of 1917. Before The Big War, they had been drinking pals and got drunk and fought their ways. There was also a playful side to Joyce. She was fun to be around. She thought we were fun to be around. We continued to hug. She liked the idea that Ann and I were often nude upstairs. At one point she asked: ‘Since I’m the upstairs maid. Should I get a ‘French maid’ costume?’ I told her only if she was on the pill. We both laughed. One morning she asked me if I wanted her to pose. I said sure. I took some truly beautiful photographs. She asked me if I would photograph her in her bikini. I said.