I want to remember how it looks when you open the door and see me there. I can see it already, the way your eyes widen in delight and your nostrils sh...ink with the intake of air. This thought brings me thoughtlessly to the elevator. But upon entering the staid atmosphere within the closed box I can picture nothing else besides the naughty things we would do if trapped within it. The way the repairmen might find us, all in disarray and smelling of sex… Eventually I reach my destination 4 floors. If heworked it right, Stacey would think it was because of those damnedcapsules she'd tried to force on him for Christmas and therefore, herfault for trying to "improve" their sex life. After a week or so ofwearing her panties, and dropping subtle hints about it being the faultof those damned capsules, he could safely buy some in his own size.After that, with any kind of luck at all, he'd be able to wear themanytime he wanted.Pay back could be such fun!-0-0-0-At dinner that evening, Stacey. Hattie did the same.Tyrone quickly shed his boxers and walked into the shower between his sisters. The showerhead in front of him began to spray. As if on cue, both sisters turned and faced Tyrone. "You are a handsome young man," Mattie said softly as she touched his shoulder. "I hope you find a good home. I want you to always remember: the better you give, the better you get." She leaned in and kissed his cheek. Hattie followed suit on the other side.They quickly completed their showers. With. I prefer my roux to be dark. Refer to the color of your walnut Garand stock (obligatory gun reference is NOW satisfied) for a color reference.How much of each? Enough is how much. Lemme guess and say start with ¾ cup of flour and enough oil mixed in so that it fills in the furrow left by the spoon in the bottom of the pot. This is enough roux for about 4 or 5 quarts of gumbo. It is easiest to use a heavy pot for this. I prefer a 5-quart cast iron Dutch oven. Making a roux in a cast-iron pot is.