It read as follows:GAME RULES. Today you are playing "Doctor." You are no longer my son; from this moment on you are Dr. Ryan OBGYN. Your office is lo...ated where your new car beckons your name. There is a bus pass included to get you to work. Nobody likes waiting to see a physician so please try to be on time. The doctor clothing in the box must be worn to play the game.Amy is to be your assistant nurse and I am going to be your patient. My name is Christy and not mom. If you call anyone by any. Then he drove over the next summer and took me on a real date. I think Dad was more bemused by the whole thing than anything else.I was sixteen and he asked me to marry him as the sun set over the Atlantic as we sat on a blanket on Myrtle Beach. "Not this year, I know you're too young, but after you finish high school, when you're ready," he added quickly.I would've married him that day!But, on a beautiful summer day three years later, under a canopy by the pond on our farm, I did finally marry. Maybe I should go back soon,” I teased. As an after thought I added, “Now, Reese apparently has a slightly more liberal view of things, at least enough to negotiate with her husband that she gets to visit me occasionally on a free pass.”We covered the next half-mile in silence. I could tell that Pam was digesting the comments. I eventually asked, “Would you mind a relationship like that?”I heard Pam chuckle from beside me. “I think I’d enjoy it. I’m social, loving, and after last night on the. "And I'm Lynette." She put one arm around Mick and the other around Stan."Shall we go."Giselle met them at the entrance. "Hi, boys. I'm Giselle. Enter freelyand of your own will." What the hell does that mean?" Mick asked.Lynette gave her sister a quick, angry look. "Just an old family joke,"she said with a giggle. "We're just so glad you're going to help." How do you want us?" Stan asked, then quickly added, "to help?"Lynette pointed at the racks and shelves of intimate apparel. "Why.