” A small chuckle erupted from her throat. “Oh my God, Ren, those girls are just like you when they get to talking – their facial expressions an... hand gestures, their sense of humor! Pretty soon we were swapping stories about you.”“Your Katie is one perceptive little girl, though.” A wan smile appeared on her face as she glanced up momentarily and met his eyes. “She saw through what I was doing and asked a question I wasn’t prepared to answer.”Josie shook her head slightly at the memory.“I get. 6:00 AMAs much as I wanted to sleep in on my first full day of summer vacation, I dragged myself out of bed at the butt-crack of dawn. I poured a bowl of Cheerios for breakfast, then shuffled across the street with a rake and my work gloves to fix the travesty that I had created with the mulch the day before. Starting up the sidewalk, I admired the immaculate lawn and freshly painted deep green shutters that matched the garage door. The Morrisons' house was a single story "rancher," as were. Stephanie and Ashley always where very forward and spoke their mind. Stephanie said I can’t hold it in any longer I have to know how big are you Mike? I just looked at her and said I have no idea I have never measured. At this point we where standing outside the door and Ashley spoke up and said that settles it I know what we have to do, I said what are you talking about and she opened the door shut it behind her and took my hands and put one on her tit and the other on Stephanie’s and asked. “I'm not really a slut, but it was exciting to pretend.”“I know. The imagination has a life of its own and can be petty wild.”“Well, I have a wild imagination. Sometimes my fantasies are so real I don't know where I am.”“Well, I never expected to find anyone like you when I answered that ad for a hired hand. That just goes to prove it’s good not to have expectations.”“Why?” A puzzled look came to her eyes.“Because when you don’t have expectations, you’re never disappointed and often you’re.