When the weekend finally came I spent almost all of Saturday on the bike riding all over town. I enjoyed taking in the sights and sounds of life in As...er. The sights and sounds prompted memories which were so real they made ache for the old days. At least as much as I could manage to ache with the equipment I had on hand at the time.I stopped at the dog house and relived the memory of Gus for a few minutes. The man behind the counter remembered me as Gus's friend, more than he remembered me as. Actually, she was doing a good job. I was trying to figure out how she was able to counter me, when I felt a portal opening.She would not escape me this time. I quickly cast a webbing spell that suggested itself to me. The sphere was now anchored not just to the building, but also to this time. It was going nowhere.As long as my sphere surrounded her, she could not escape. I watched her as she seemed to be muttering. The portal grew, and finally established itself. I had several spells ready. But then caught herself.What the fuck. Let people enjoy the view, right? she told herself. At that point, she realized she was getting a kick out of it herself. Unlike her compact, almost muscular perfection, Rhonda Brewer was a classic beauty; long legs and long waist, narrow hips and an ass that Carly would envy until the day she died.“Stop swinging your feet. Sit still,” Rhonda said without turning around.Sit still was something Carly could never do, and her mother knew it.“How did you know. " This next book will cause an even bigger stir," Laura assured him. "It's another expose." On what?" Incest."Findley looked at her intently. "You're kidding." Why would I be kidding?" Well hell, what's so fabulous about that? Incest isn't a shocker anymore," said Findley. "Everyone knows there's some of that going on, and has been all along." I didn't say it was something people just started doing," Laura informed him. "That's what the book will be about, letting people know there's a lot of.