. or mine?"As we stood in line to check out together, we decided it might be prudent to get to know one another a little better, doing so over a cappu...cino in the coffee shop next door. I learned that since her divorce she'd been living with her sister who was a little over a year older than she was. Her sister had never married, though she had been engaged twice. Mattie as I further learned was a business professional, more married to her work than willing to settle down and become some guy's. It was a bad thing, and I am glad that the sons of toads who did it will be locked up for a long time, but it almost feels like it happened to someone else.When I told John that I had been sure that something bad would happen to them, he took it in a shallow way. He asked whether that was because of the recorder, and I said I didn't think so. It was something else, something from deep inside of me. Something very powerful.I know I wasn't in shock. Been there, done that. By now, I should have. She was wearing a sexy little top that showed off her tiny frame, and a pair of loose shorts that showed off her perfect legs. Zane took one look and gave a little whistle.Natalie ran right up to him, excited that he was here, and jumped up to give him a little kiss on the cheek. After that polite little greeting, more for her parents if they were watching than anything else, she ran around and jumped into the passenger side. She was in a hurry. When Zane got back in she had already dropped her. "Haven't I proven myself yet? Ican't wear this under my bathing suit, it will show. Everyone will beable to see." "Do you really care so much what other people think?" Cindy said loftily."What about what I think? I'm the one you're marrying. Not everyone else.I'm the one you're going to live with." "That reminds me," I asked. "Where are we going to live when we go back.Your place or mine?" She laughed as if I'd just made a joke. "Mine of course. Here, put thison." "Good Lord! I'm not wearing a.