” He offered. “It will be a lot of hours though. I’m not a 9 to 5 man. When it’s done, go on to San Francisco with better preparation and more...savings.”We beat the traffic and Henry. I opened the shop, took my bag, and locked the door again as we left, dropping my key in through the mail slot.We got to work right away; we went to an office supply store and Ron bought the latest IBM electric typewriter for me, big bucks in those days.We worked; he talked, I typed. I suggested alternate wording. Not that he cared either way.Bella spoke right up again.“I saw the shots of Natalie too. Is that what you’re doing now? Collecting nudes of all the cheerleaders?”He answered “Why not, that’s a great hobby”She just smiled at him. They both knew the dance they were dancing. Zane was thinking yes, I am, so let’s get that bikini off and show me what I have to look forward to. Bella was thinking, hmmm, can I get away with just letting him take a couple of pics? Would that be enough? She didn’t. I--"She waves my apology away."Sarah-Jane is a kuzkardesh gara. The movement was founded in the firstdecade of this century by an Austrian woman named Chrysanthemum vonWitzleben. It's a sisterhood modelled on a community she came acrosswhilst on an archaeological expedition in what was then ChineseTurkestan." So where were the photographs taken?" Southern Bucovina. It's part of Romania now, but before the First WorldWar it belonged to the Austrian Empire. The area was sufficiently remotefor. It just didn't "click" if you know what I mean. However we remained friends and continue to this day to enjoy chatting. One day we are online and she says "would you mind if I invite a friend of mine to join our chat?" I agreed and this lovely person came online and we began to chat. The friend that introduced us got busy with household things and dropped out of the conversation and "Babydoll" and I continued chatting well into the evening. It was so refreshing! She has a point of view on most.