The big bed Ms. Romano used was directly opposite the door. On a Formica nightstand at its left side, a lamp in the shape of a poodle cast a yellow li...ht onto the white sheets. In the middle of the bed, legs spread wide, was Ann Romano's younger daughter, Barbara.Schneider froze, the pipe wrench still held above his head. Barbara was completely naked. Her long, dark hair was splayed out around her head. She was short, not thin but not fat. Her breasts were little more than rises on her pale. Here I'll post the review in its entirety:Review by y2 [other reviews by y2]Reviewed: 2007-03-11It starts off just like any other teen romance, except one of the teens is a slutty daughter of porn stars. And while the story is predominantly a sex story, it is nice to know that porn stars are people too :pThis is a story about love, life and everything in between. It is a story about consequences, and about tollerance. And there is great sex...Now I know some people will opine that such a review. Anyone with electricity and a transmitter could be a player.For the rest of us addicted to reality through online social communities, television, and cell phones, it was cold turkey. There would never be another fix."Mable, say again, over," Sheila's eyes widened in alarm as she adjusted the volume, "Shhh!" she hissed with her index finger to her lips in the universal call for silence"I say again, Mee-Zells. Little red spots. We have twenty-seven confirmed cases, three fatalities, six in. I said, “Ok, Allen, but dinner is all. Understand?”He said, “I know. I didn’t know that one of the ladies I had been seeing before you, was infected. She infected me. I’m so sorry, Angie.”“Just so we’re clear. There will be no sex now or ever again between us.”JIMI decided to take the kids out to dinner to one of the local family restaurants. Nice, but not high end. As we walked in, I spotted Ellen sitting at a table with a man. I felt a tug on my heart string but I always knew I wasn’t the.