He specialized in traditional, restoration designs. He had done some business buildings and a few privately commissioned homes, but I saw that the bul... of his work consisted of restoring buildings of historic value. I fell a little in love with him right then and there when I was perusing through his art. And it was art, what he did with those previously rundown buildings. As James got deeper into a relationship with Jenny, I got deeper into her group of friends. I knew the only reason she. ”“What do I owe you?” I asked. “Buy me a beer when you get to the Festival.” He said as he got back onto his bike. With a wave, they roared off, down the road.When I drove onto the field, Craig was already there, drinking beer with friends of ours. They were amazed when I recounted my story. As they had been drinking for a couple of hours, they began making up stories about me being a real ‘biker babe’, and what my initiation ceremony had been. We set our tent up, watched a couple of bands and. “You wouldn’t have to force me at all, Uncle Bob,” she whispered. “No other man will have me before you do.”She kissed me again, and because I had nothing to say now, I just let her. I mean how to you respond to that? Sure, you know she’s still dreaming, but you can’t just shatter those dreams and call her silly. She was too young to be injured... shattered ... that way.I thought about it as she sat there and kissed me. I had no idea what to do. She finally stopped kissing me.“Your mother is. Sasha sported a very short one-piece pink jumpsuit-like ensemble that showed off plenty of leg and plenty of cleavage. Coupled with her straight long black hair that reached to the bottom curve of her lower back, Sasha looked like she was dressed more for shopping or perhaps clubbing than visiting a museum.“Where to?” I unwittingly asked.She reached out and hit the “LL” button on the elevator.The elevator doors opened, and we stepped out into what I believe was the basement of the museum. I.