... It sounds like Steph is ready for some sexual activity and reasonably flexible with time. You are not planning to have her join you on your date o... Monday even though she is available, and I concur.> I have written to her this morning in reply to her message of yesterday.She wrote - Morning Amber, 5pm in the 7th is ok for me if I can come straight from work and get changed at yours, I finish work at 3.15 so be a bit tight to go home get changed and make it to you on time. No I haven’t seen. " What is it, honey?" This wasn't like Jenny at all.She laughed, and I could picture her tossing her head. "It's nothing, Mom. Just this little project getting to me, I guess. I'll see you soon, okay?" Okay," I said slowly, though I was dying to say more. But I knew Jenny--once she'd made up her mind not to talk, wild horses couldn't drag a thing out of her. She'd talk when she was ready. I hoped. "Merry Christmas, Jenny." Merry Christmas, Mom."The conversation weighed on me as I went through. Thank my redneck parents for that. Speaking of which. The next guy took some work. A short, fat local guy slowly walked by my stall and kept going. He got a good look at the naked haole though, and shortly came back and stopped on the opposite side of the corridor, leaning against the wall. Like a lot of local Hawaiians, I couldn’t pin down his race exactly. He appeared to be mostly Portuguese, with yellowish skin, thick curly black hair all over his body, a salt-and-pepper moustache. He. He looked back at Gaby because Gaby always had the answer."That's okay," she said and reached forward pressing something on the sideand a stream of water bubbled up.The water smelled good and Larry leaned forward and lapped from the streamwhich was difficult but he managed it."I'm talktalking to go and talktalk in some of the shops so wait here."Lardy whined. "Don' wanna woof here. Wanna woof with yooof." Bad girl!" said Gaby. "Sit."Lardy sat. It was more like squatting but it felt.