Both of them looked at each other at that moment, a light bulb wentoff. "Billy would never wear pantyhose," she said to her daughter."Well maybe if he...discovered that they helped he would not fight it somuch," Krissy said."I still think he will fight it, I am going to have to put my footdown."Suddenly Krissy pointed to the screen and said, "Oh look there ismore, it says to click here for page two."Sara moved the mouse and clicked, sure enough page two appeared on thescreen.The article. " What about, smart, funny, caring, quirky, ..." I protest."Ok, those too and many more," he laughs, "now all we have to do is seta date. Think six months from today gives you and Debra enough time?" It'll be tight, but let's go for it." Now for the hardest question, when do you want to meet my parents,before or after your surgery next month?"That is a hard question. The evening I ran into my father, I hadpromised Brandon a great night of sex wearing just my pearls,stockings, and heels.. As she jotted down things in her diary, leaning toward the small lantern in the cabin, I decided it was time to strike up a conversation or this long ride would be unbearable. As I watched those sexy lips form silent words as she wrote them down, I decided it was time to break the ice with some cordial questions. It was time to seize the moment to see if she was feeling the same feelings as I was. “So Miss Phillips, may I ask where you’re heading.” I questioned. She looked over the top of. This is my life. I'll never want to be anywhere but in your arms."Greg reached out and grabbed the box of tissues on the nightstand. "Here, precious," he said, "dry those tears from your pretty eyes."Megan rolled over and sat up. She dabbed at her eyes and blew her nose. She stroked Greg's cheek. "Oh boy, do you need a shave," she said. Greg smiled at her. Megan said, "Why did you call me 'baby girl?'"Greg smiled again. "I don't know," he said, "it just seems right somehow." It's what my dad.