And grayer. And cold, sad. I beckon you to me and you climb onto my lap. My arms encircle you as you curl up. I feel larger than I am. Stronger. I hol... you, stroking you hair and back through your sweatshirt. You are shivering. You may be crying. There is wetness seeping though my shirt. I hold you and rock a little bit until the shaking stops. I will my warmth into you, breathing slowly, holding and stroking. In time - how much doesn't really matter - you sigh. I feel an ember of warmth. She confessed that she was seeing a couple of guys at the part time job she had, both of them married, which was something of a blessing. Between them and me, Charlie claimed she could probably get by provided she got plenty of action on the weekend. Based on her performance on our honeymoon, there was no way that yours truly and a couple of part time studs at her job were going to fill the bill. I started scrambling to come up with a lot more trustworthy individuals who wouldn't mind. We need something special." Alexandra's was very posh andwe needed stunning dresses. I started rummaging through my dresses.Although we were close in size Rick was a little larger so I was notsure I would be able to find something. But then pushed away in the edgewere 2 dry cleaning bags. Of course - my sister's bridesmaids dresses!My sister Suzie was married last year and I had kept the bridesmaidsdresses her best friend and I had worn. She was slightly larger than meso it should be perfect. "We've taken Benny in. Ed's given him a job and I'm helping him negotiate his way through the mess he's gotten himself in. How can you say we've been cruel to him?" Your husband," Millie said before pausing for effect, "is forcing Ben to become a gigolo and threatening loss of work if he's unsuccessful," she said, standing up and pulling me with her.Jen's mouth flew open. "Never would my husband..."she paused, thoughtfully and looked at Ed. "Is that what you meant by that suggestive remark? Did.