"I'm sorry," she told me."Are you?" Yes, I am," she told me. "Look... they'll just assume I'm letting youplay dress up, but I brought something for yo...." She reached into theduffle she brought and handed me one of my white doctors coats. Thename tag read 'Dr. Holly Nickerson.'I held it in my hands. "It won't let me practice medicine," I told herwithout a question."No... but maybe being around...?"I sighed. "Let's just go see your patient," I told her as she stood meon the ground. I did smile a. Yet here I find you like your fire has left. You look like you are just an empty husk walking around.”I see the fire flare in her eyes as she retorts. “Don’t talk like you know me. You have no idea what I am going through. So don’t even begin to talk to me about what I should and should not be doing.” Cyria starts to say something but I hold up my hand. I calm myself before saying. “I know exactly what you are feeling. Just like Cyria does.” I sigh before continuing. “when I was young there. Life goes on. Okay?"Janie wiped a tear away and nodded."Then let's get out of here and go do something else." Like what?" It's a surprise."Ten minutes later, they pulled into the parking lot for the Veterans of Foreign Wars post. Carnival rides were being disassembled and tents struck."This would have been a better surprise if we'd been here yesterday," Janie said."You'll see," Scott said as he opened the driver's side door. Inside the hall, there were only a handful of men. A group was playing. Gary was the first to move, tenderly kissing her. She responded as the mans tongue slipped past her anxious lips and soon their tongues were caressing as the kiss lingered. An aroused moan escaped her lips as Ken bent slightly and fastened his lips to one of her swollen nipples, licking and suckling at the firm button. Greg quickly joined in and the men fondled and sucked at her breasts in concert, propelling powerful waves of sensual sensations coursing throughout her body. Ken moved upward.