She’s got Josie to cuddle!”Stephanie laughed, “So you’re a sperm donor?”“No. Right before she left, Jennifer said that the only way we can...do this is if the three of us make love. Really make love. Not just mechanically.”“I guess I’ll be doing the driving!” she teased.May, 1985, Chicago, IllinoisWe made it to Chicago a bit later than we’d hoped due to an accident on I-65 near Hobart, Indiana. We carried Stephanie’s things into the house, putting them in the mostly empty half of my walk-in. I'm not in the mood for any practicing." Okay..." He led her to his room and unlocked the door. She slipped out of her scarf and coat. "Anything else you want to do ... or should we just get ready for bed. It is kind of early." After last night, Reid ... Every idle moment my mind wandered to last night. When I took my nap I fell asleep thinking about last night." So, I take it you just want to get ready for bed." She smiled and nodded. "That is okay with me. All I need to do to get ready is. She was wearing jodhpurs and as we came up to the stable yard it occurred to me she rode horses. “Do you ride much Iris?” I asked peering into the stable.“Only a hack round the lanes when the weather’s OK; how about yourself?”“Well, I sometimes get my bike out on a fine day.” I quipped, “How many horses are there?” I inquired.Iris laughed, “Only my gelding now, he’s grazing in the meadow: several were stabled here before but with the price of hay in the winter...”“Is your husband still alive. No way he learned piano in a year! I studied for three years and I wasn’t good enough to play that.’ ‘He’s playing it for his grandparents, his Dad and I this Sunday. Bring his bike and have dinner with us.’ ‘I just might do that!’ They finished the business part of the call and an hour later he called back. ‘Can I bring my wife?’ They were coming to hear Josh play. Barb told Brad, but not Josh. She invited the grandparents to drive two hours for Sunday dinner. When she said why, they agreed to.