.." was his response. I could tell that he wanted to say yes, but likeme he had seen Paul's reaction to my question."What dance?" Paul asked worriedly... "You are on a date with me, Megan."I turned to Paul, and I was upset. Paul was being much more possessive thanI felt he should. We were not really dating - we were only friends! I knewhe wanted to be more, but I had already told him that was unlikely tohappen anytime soon."I promised Stephen a dance," I told Paul. "We'll be back shortly."I. I didn't even think twice before my lips settledaround it.She practically squealed, putting me back down in the water."Oh my god Josie that tickled!!"I giggled madly, barely believing what I'd just done."I'll get you for that..." she said, grinning devilishly. Her hands movedto my sides and she vigorously tickled me, catching every one of mysensitive ribs.It was like every last semblance of inhibition had been snuffed out - Idon't know what my body did but my mind went as dead as a kitten. Still, do you think we could do it without putting bruises on either of us if we tried it?” Ann asked.“It all depends on how hard you fight me,” I said.“I don’t think it would get me off if it was too fake, so I’d have to fight you pretty hard. I could agree to no dirty tricks. No gouging your eyes or kneeing you in the balls. No stuff like that,” Ann said.“OK, I can agree to that. I’m not going to tell you ahead of time when I’m going to grab you because that would make it as fake as a. That ended the meeting and I spent it reviewing the speech I was going to give in Las Vegas tomorrow. The rest of the family was flying into Andrews and from there Air Force 1 was carrying us to Nellis Air Force Base.By Friday evening it was clear they were going to need more disaster tents than initially thought. The whole operation was going to be a lot bigger than we thought in both tents for the homeless and the arrested rioters. The numbers of homeless had been terribly under-estimated.The.