” Jake said and I just nodded my agreement.“One thing you can do for me before we wrap up, though, is get me the name of the artist for that piece...in the lobby? Or, make that two things. Jake said you folks might have a contact at one of the studios? I would hate to come out to LA for the first time and not play tourist. I’ll like to see that Chinese theater place where they have the stars and footprints, and maybe visit a studio, see something being filmed?” I asked, feeling a bit like a kid. .Mostly, I don't like that so much.........but when I am making out with a boy and he is really kissing me.....not just a little kiss.............my boobs start to feel kind of achy......not exactly................I don't know how to describe it.....some boys like to fumble around with my shirt and my bra and everything...................but when I get that feeling.....to heck with that.........I want him to lift up my big tits, and kiss them all over....................on my. Sherry and I had been thinking about doing private consulting work (we were both tired of the transfers and the corporate rat-race), and once we saw Austin, we knew the time had come. We figured we could work from anywhere, so we began looking for a place to live first.One day in mid-June, on a whim, I called Helen in Boulder to pick her brain on the private computer consulting business. Her immediate suggestion was the Denver/Golden/Boulder area. Big city, lots of high tech companies, great. ‘Just a few minutes ago. We need to come up with a name for this little guy,’ he answered, looking down on the fussy baby. Jessica reached for the baby. ‘He’s hungry,’ she murmured. Danny reluctantly handed the baby over and watched enthralled as Jessica nursed their son. ‘Any ideas?’ Jessica asked. Danny thought carefully. ‘My grandfather’s name was William,’ Danny said aloud. Jessica grinned. ‘William Jacob.’ Danny looked at her. ‘Without Jake, neither of us would be here right now,’ Jessica.