Frank Stevens got up to leave, but when he got to the door he stopped and turned to look back at me. I must have looked like a broken man sitting ther...; I could almost feel his pity for me. I can't say that policemen are my favourite people, but they have a job to do and under that hard shell they put on in public they are just human beings like the rest of us."Peter, there really isn't anything more that I can do for you at the moment. But there is a man who might be prepared to try to help. He glared at the dark skinned black man. Didn't he remember Fred talking about Amber's problem last week?"I think that's up to your wife. What say you, Amber?"Amber had opened another beer and was still making faces as she sipped it. "Fred's right, it's not a good idea. I do love poker though," she sighed."Then join us. Hubby's won enough to spot you some."Amber actually felt her panties dampen a little at the thought of playing poker. "Like I said, I'd love to, but I have a bit of a gambling. "Are you willing to take my advise?" Carol said. "No questions asked?"Jill nodded and blew her nose in the handkerchief Carol had given her."Very well. Take off your clothes."Surprised, Jill stopped wiping her tears and looked at the older woman. She was at a loss for words."The only way to forget the pain of losing a lover is to find another. I'll help you ease the pain," She explained.For some reason, it made perfect sense. Even tough Jill had never been with another woman, this seemed a. Lindsey didn't want Trey watching television on weeknights, and tonight, they needed something that would burn off some of Trey's excess energy so she would go right to sleep when bedtime came.They rejected a variety of board games and cards - "boring" or "lame" - when Trey finally said, "I want to learn how to be a really good wrestler! Would you teach me how to wrestle?"Robbie told Trey he'd give it some thought over the next week before her next overnight visit to see if he could come up.