“You like what you see, Jackie?”“Yes. Yes I do, Maire.” She said. Again, I remembered back to my first time in this dressing room.I had her st...p into the red dress. It was short but did cover the tops of her stockings as long as she was careful. I then tied the black choker around her young, slender neck. As she admired herself in the mirror, I pulled her long red hair back and up in a bun. Our eyes met in the mirror. “What a woman,” I smiled. “You may be a smartie-pants engineer, but you are. He was her fourth husband - she kept scaring them away. She was indeed the "wicked mother-in-law"!Paul was too nice for the family he had wed into. Julia, his mother-in-law, was very hard to get along with, so much so that he only saw her about once a year. And even his wife, the daughter, only came over four to five times a year. Perhaps he should be mad at the woman, and he may have been, but by nature he didn't show his feelings.First he checked to see if she were still breathing. He stood. I want to put as much distance between us and that bitch as much as possible."The word bitch had come out with a very venomous voice and John probably realized that she meant business.Jumping to action he said, "You're right yes, let's get dressed first, have a hearty breakfast next, then clean up everything inside the tent and then break the tent itself up."Miraculously, a plan that usually took thirty minutes to complete, was now done within ten minutes. Alice had pulled out a rich candy bar. I am chief executive of a company with suspected terminal knocking in its bowls. This could be your lucky day if you decide to help out.’ Vera Lane looked rather doubtfully at the scruffy man her daughter had brought home to sleep the night. ‘I’m not sure about this young man. We don’t know you.’ He grinned and said he was taking a risk because he didn’t know her. That rang Vera’s bell and she smiled. ‘Well at least you have humor.’ ‘I didn’t think he did ma.’ ‘Oh god then we can’t have you.