And when? She didn't have any hard deadlines for almost two weeks. People were used to her ignoring her phones and texts for days at a time when she...was trying to get a story done. It could be weeks before they found her rotting corpse hanging in the sun.Stacy began to cry deep heart-wrenching sobs of absolute despair. And then in the midst of her sobs, she heard a noise that she couldn't quite identify. It was a low rumbling noise like a small train was running through the garage. The. The door was closed and the room was dark, my eyes had not adjusted to the room so I couldn't see anything. As I reached for the light switch a slender arm shot out of the darkness and grabbed my hand, pulling me to one side. Suddenly; a very soft pair of lips was pressing against mine and a tongue was demanding entrance. I may be slow but I'm not dead yet. I opened up and let the games begin. Allison and I spent a couple of heated minutes going two out of three for the Southwestern Tongue. Grandma told that story several times and each time he would laugh at how mad his Grandpa Torrey was that he put that blemish on his rifle. It’s been in the family for a long time. I got it from my Dad, who got it from his dad, all the way back to Grandpa Torrey.’ Laughing as he put the Winchester back on its pegs he said, ‘Several times I thought about having the stock refinished but then I’d think about Dad’s story and decided to leave the Winchester the way I inherited it. It made me feel. (Anne-Phorcy) Bashful, I don't know of an author who's worth anything who hasn't been "ending-challenged" at one time or another.(Anne-Mal) It is just that I have my hands full moderating 'Bashful' chatters!(*Julie) I think that should have been bashful with a little 'b'.(Regal) So it's Bash's fault. :)(Anne-Phorcy) Get the tar and feathers!(Anne-Mal) YES! The truth is out!(Troy) Always blame Bash!(Anne-Mal) He hoards the muse, Julie!(Troy) I like Bash!(Bashful) Careful, I could open Bash's.