I wondered what it was like in the ‘old days’ when you could kiss your lover goodbye at the gate. Or like in Casablanca where you stood at the foo... of the stairs as she climbed up to the door of the plane. Shit! I’m so fucking sentimental. Lexi stood patiently until the last minute as Melody and I clung to each other, kissing like I’d never see her again.I didn’t have a chance to nap before we left and driving home from the airport, I found my eyes bleary and hard to focus. I realized I was. " And does that make it okay for her to be unconscious?" Sure it does. It's kind of a tradition around these parts. As the saying goes -"A grin formed on my mouth and I cocked my head slightly sideways before I said in an exaggerated southern drawl:"Knock'em down, bag'em up, knock'em up while sheriff's outta town." Seriously?" Yup. Besides, I've done this before." With whom?"I sighed and tried to look as bland and blank as possible with little success when I said:"Eileen." Oh, I see. So there's. Mike was 22 and still lived at home with his parents. He had a younger sister that was 18, his mother was 46 years old but still extremely hot. He had day dreamed about fucking her so many times and seeing her naked. Those were just fantasies and he thought it was sick, that Sometimes he had those thoughts.his father died after a car crash a couple of years ago but he still missed him.He had told himself that he was going to get his life on track for years, that he would finish college, get a. Following with her guide on to the center stage only to freeze when all of a sudden the joyous swelling of music victoriously urging them on ... died."Roll up! Roll up! Try your luck!" Sasami heard at once to her left. Glancing that way past Bubbles, confused Sasami was brought up short by the sight of Ryoko, unexpectantly leaning to one side of a carnival booth. "Don't be shy little lady!" Ryoko waved her on. "You strike me as having a good eye!" What's going on here?" Sasami asked."Darned if.