There was the correct license plate: California 310 PCE. And just above it was the swirl of a small pinstripe tatt!I finally reached out and brushed m... fingers over her body. It was solid, resilient metal, yet also warm, probably from the heat of the afternoon sun. She was no illusion. However this car got here, she was sure the real deal. Everything exactly where it should be. As to what that meant, however, I didn't have a clue.I looked around, wanting to see who was going to come claim this. I could help her the way I helped Halee. Mom could mother her, as it seems she misses that a lot. It would be good for all of us. And, for your complaint about not having enough bathrooms, you can always build another one onto our house."When Mike asked Katie what she thought, he got a wet shirt for his troubles. She jumped into his arms and began crying so hard she could not speak, but she nodded her head until she looked like some bobble-head doll in a car on a bumpy road. Well, if Cutie. I knew they had recently moved in but hadn’t met them. I figured the easiest way was to bake them something and bring them a bottle of wine. I figured they were busy unpacking. The woman who opened the door was breathtaking.First of all, her skin was black, but we aren’t talking coffee-colored, I mean incredibly dark skin. Her eyes looked gold more than brown. If she had make-up on, it was either done to perfection or she had the smoothest skin I had ever seen. I already mentioned her. ”“I’m up for wild sex!” Elyse laughed. “But I guess I have to wait until Tuesday!”“Maybe you’ll hear from her when she visits colleges,” Jessica teased.“More likely I’ll hear from her dad when he tries to convince her to go someplace close to home like Michigan or Michigan State. Or Purdue or UofI.”“I’ll take that action,” Elyse said. “I bet she’ll be in touch with you in less than six months!”“No bet for me!” Kara said. “Unless someone wants to bet that she makes a play for him when she visits.