She asked me if I might have any ideas about what else she could do to convince her to go."Does she know about Uncle Bunny's bequest to her?" Of cours.... If it wasn't for the promise of money, Brenda wouldn't even agree to speak with me about it. The problem is that Georgia thinks she can successfully contest those bequest conditions that Bunny imposed on all three of them. Brenda is listening to what Georgia has been telling her about that. Now, Georgia has found a new attorney, one who thinks. Not something to be coddled. Too many men blinded by chivalry and too much conscience can’t see mean-spirited women for what they truly are. I don’t have that problem. I’m not prejudiced. Not on the basis of gender, race, sexual orientation, or any other factor. You see, I hate everyone equally. You won’t believe how much clarity this has given me. I felt so bad for the man in the white female bus driver’s life. The poor guy was locked up for who knows what and the woman in his life, the mother. She pushed him backward into the room and said, "You're not going to believe what I found out last night!" You're not going to believe what I found out last night," Seth countered."Really? You first," Sarah demanded."I was visiting around, and I discovered that when I was in someone who was pretty drunk, I could pretty much get him to do whatever I wanted. He was completely suggestible!" Wow!" Sarah exclaimed, impressed. "In college that can come in very handy! There are tons of drunk people!". .. and down across your shoulders and collar bone, as my fingers playfully slide tickling n teasing down your sides beneath your armpits, the sides of your breasts, intentioning the nipple area but never quite making it yet.... i descend down onto my haunches.. having started at the top, i switch my attention to attacking from the other direction...simply i cant wait to explore every inch of your long sleek, slender stockinged legs, from your feet, working my way up inch by gorgeous inch.