I waited to see which spot was going be left for me before I sat down.The family chatted while I ate in silence, breaking in where I couldwith a few w...rds. I'm rustier with my Spanish than I thought, but I canfollow the gist of what they're saying.I thanked the old woman for the meal. The whole room froze as I calledher by her first name.My maid told me to call her parents Tia Ana and Tio Fernando. Myinquiry as to why led to an explanation that I needed to live up to theneighbors expectation. Are you sure you want to hear this?” he looked at Carter.“Whatever he thinks, he doesn’t think it anymore, I’m sure,” Carter shrugged. “I told him how we fucked like rabbits.”Aron’s eyes widened in surprise.“You did? I mean, you’re always so private about these things...”“Well, he was calling me a frigid housewife. I had to put him in his place,” Carter explained.“Wow,” a ghost of a smile lit up Aron’s face for a brief moment. “How did he react?”“Surprised, and he also started talking about. Nightly fiction dreams, #2Several of my nightly "half-dreams" occurred as being the mascotof the school at athletic functions. The catch was that I got toride with the cheerleaders. They would dress me up as acheerleader on the bus trips or I would dream that they dared meto walk into the restaurant we would stop at and I would bewearing their clothes. Often I would dream that they talked meinto a "girls' night out" and went with them everywhere as agirl.Bus trips, #1I used to take a lot of. .. it’s done wonders for you, Charles.”He smiled, unused to the compliments. “Thank you.”Her hazel eyes twinkled as she added, “Maybe I should speak to Rachel too. What do you think?”Charles looked flustered, then held his hand up as if in surrender. “I think I see a minefield ahead, so I’m going to take the only safe course and full-reverse away from that one.”“Very wise,” Lynette replied, her light-hearted laughter bordering on a girlish giggle.Her fellow admiral studied her curiously for a.