I was thinking of asking you if you'd like to go."Would I? ”I'd love it,” I said, sniffling."Right, that's settled then. Come on, wipe those tears... Let’s get dressed and go to the pub.”~~~~We had a fantastic evening. There was an old upright piano in the pub and he amazed me by asking the landlord if he could play it."How the 'ell should I know?" the landlord said grumpily. "You can either play it or you bloody can't."Peter sat on the stool, flexed his fingers, and showed he was as one with the. I’m a girl with the same fetish and I think we could both have a really good time tonight. So, what do you say?’ Caprice smiled. THE MOST JOYOUS INVITATION Bill couldn’t believe what was happening. What a situation he’d found himself in. Thinking it was some kind of elaborate fantasy and a particularly pleasant dream, he pinched himself. He wasn’t waking up. He was already quite clearly awake. Candice giggled seeing Bill pinching himself. Knowing Bill was going to find this invitation. Mrs. Kincaid was talking to Doctor Gwen Sorensen, the psychiatrist who helped them out with some of the thornier problems."Hiya, Mrs. Kincaid, Gwen. How you all doin' today?" Hello, Sophia," Mrs. Kincaid smiled. "Gwen was just telling me of a problem she had." Shrinks have problems?" Sophia teased. Gwen laughed. Gwen and Sophia were very fond of one another, but that didn't mean that Sophia would ever stop teasing her about her profession."This, actually, is a shrink problem." Gwen smiled at. . .’ she said hesitantly. ‘Mom?’ ‘Yes, sweetheart. What is it?’ I encouraged. She paused and bit her lip, trying to get the words out. I sat silently, waiting. ‘Mom . . .’ Then it came out in a rush. ‘I don’t know if I want a tutor!’ ‘What?’ I said, stunned. ‘Mom, it’s just that . . .Well, I don’t think I want a tutor. I don’t think I even want to be a goddess. ‘I don’t like being different from my friends. They all think I don’t have a dad, because I can’t tell them mine’s an angel that’s.