..." I let the word hang as I tried to come up with an honestanswer that wouldn't hurt his feelings.My friend cracked the tiniest smile. "Go ahead and...say what you'rethinking." I guess there just ain't a whole lotta guys who'd go out wearin' adress." Well, it was just for Halloween." Yeah, I guess you got a point there." Besides, you wore it too."I tried to yell at Mark, but all I could get out was a gurgling sound.I took a quick look around. The only other people I found were acouple of kids. Maybe its the whiskey Maggie thought.Irina ordered heavy drinks some of which she said were special Russian cocktails. The drinks began to have their effect, Maggie felt relaxed and slowly began to fall prey to Irina's sexy eyes. She told her all about Jake and what had transpired. Irina however was least interested in her talks, she was totally checking out this youngblonde who was thin but her perky 32d breasts and her perfectly blonde hair were to die for! She imagined all the things she. "My name is Rod..." Rod," she interrupted. "That's a nice name, a strong, masculine name. You like being here with me, don't you, Rod? Not waiting for an answer, she put the cup down on the coffee table, and slipped her hand inside the robe he was wearing, grazing her fingertips down his bare thigh. "Are you feeling relaxed and comfortable, Rod?" Oh, sure," he replied hastily, clearly trying not to show just how un-comfortable he really was. He tried to return her steady look, but her gaze was. It took less than aweek for everyone to be part of the family and start healing others. Iknew I did the right thing..It was close to three in the afternoon when we finally arrived home.Maggie was sleeping.As I looked into Maggie's room, Prue whispered to me, "She waswonderful. I fed her a little oatmeal, and helped her with the crayons.And I let her play with my muse." Did your muse chew your hair?" I asked."For Maggie of course it did."Prudence's muse acts strange when it is around Maggie. It.