I looked into her eyes and told her how beautiful she was and how much I wanted to kiss her. She looked at me and moved her lips close to mine and had...a faraway look in her eyes. With that, our lips met for the very first time in what seemed to last forever. She tasted really good and I could sense that her body was full of passion. I had never experienced anything like that before. We sat there by the river holding each other. Eventually we started to get cold, so we headed back to my place.. It affects both ofus.I'm going to be a grandmother! That's right, one of the babies theclinic grew in a client's womb has been returned for adoption --the Mommy found that taking care of a baby was too much like takingcare of her former boyfriend, and that was just what she was tryingto avoid. So I told Ruthie we'd take her, we'd love to have her,and that you'd take good care of her. Don't say no, she's yourdaughter as much as any baby is any man's -- she was conceived withyour sperm. . The right one, petite and female. So I emailed her to say thankyou, and asked if she had another one, foot that is. Daft I know, but that is just my sense of humour. I received a reply confirming that she had another one identical, and from there on the whole thing went:"Really? Two right feet? Can I have a picture of them both together, please?" Oh dear, I meant they are a matching pair." And attached was a picture of two shoes containing feet, taken by the owner."Yes, I can see that you have. Swing, clank, swing, clank, swing, clank…“Damn, this occult gypsy magic is really doing a number on my mind… mind… mind… mind…” I hear my voice bouncing off the walls although I never spoke the words.Open-mouthed, I look at the box only to realize the glow emanating from the grooves of its mosaic topology is the only light source left although the candles are still burning. Yet, their flicker seems filtered by a thick viscous curtain of pure blackness, slowing the course of light to a.