"You're next for this chore and, if they ask tough questions, I will refer them to my expert, you!" We gave each other a hug and, laughing, went about...helping get the kids ready for supper. Melissa had me grab some blankets and pillows for the younger ones in case things went long tonight.George, Junior, and Ted picked us up in two SUV's and chauffeured us to the church where all meetings took place. After a short prayer, every one dug in. As is true with most potluck suppers, it was great. If that was true why wasn’t I more prepared for what was happening to me? And why weren’t they treating me like I was special? I got up my courage to look around at their gaze, questioning them with mine.[Future: Livestock sales became unconventional when the son showed up with the sisters and they insisted on providing breeder sire demonstrations for potential buyers. It was a bit overwhelming for most farm people but it was also quite explicit, left little for the imagination]I felt like. Well, that may still betrue, but I've found that dreaming can be better than much of thedoing I've had in the past. I began to tell myself stories - firstabout Paula and me, then about the two of us and a man (usually oneof my old boyfriends). The stories were most frequent at bedtime,and resulted in my masturbating nearly every night. Then, more andmore, the story was just about me and a man - but in a way that Ihad never been with a man.I contacted more bulletin boards, during this time, and. Regardless of what you believe, Mother Nature would do what she wanted. She bats last, and she bats 1000. I’m probably quoting that wrong, but I had read it the other day and it had been in my mind lately. Certain things didn’t matter what you believed, they just were going to happen they way they were going to happen.She was walking around the visitor center at Logan’s Pass reading the displays while I sat and caught my breath. Everyone had grabbed whatever spot they could and I was sitting.