" Would you like some more wine to celebrate?"Arthur looked at her and she laughed."I didn't think so. Come on then. Bed, you dirty old man."Arthur la...ghed happily, swept her off her feet and carried her up to bed.The following Saturday morning Arthur and Dorothy with Larry in tow went hunting for an engagement ring while Isobel and Gerry were hunched over Isobel's laptop.They found the Law Society Gazette which showed a number of vacancies in Family Law in London."Are you a member?" asked. Jacob mistakenly decided that Leif’s distraction was the perfect signal to release the ropes that held the barrels over the table. Leif had a chance to barely open his eyes as the barrels headed in the direction of gravity and cover Lady Daire with his body as the filled barrels landed on the table in an orchestrated crash sending dishes, wine, and even some startled guests into the air. Drenched and dripping in wine, coffee and even some remains of dinner, Sir Glen pushed himself from the. Cartwright was nice to me. I kinda didn't mind that so much. I just wasn't sure why exactly, except probably he was feeling sorry for me, now that he saw me looking like a girl. And I did too, so far as I could tell in my sister's little hand mirror. I looked like her, actually. I mean, I looked a lot like Rita, except her hair was a bit longer and she had real tits."I guess not," I frowned some more."How about Tammy?" Mr. Cartwright smiled at me and he was standing in front of me, kinda close. Barton spoke. "Dr. Kevin Barton, interviewing Dr. Jason Eisenstadt, one of the physiologists who discovered the process that enabled the current boom in genetic breast augmentation."The female voice confirmed, "Please proceed with the interview." Thank you."Dr. Eisenstadt spoke first. "So, if you don't mind my asking, what are your responsibilities as a part of the, um, Itty Bitty Titty Committee?"Dr. Barton scowled. "It's known as The Non-Augmented Mammaries Committee; please show some.