As I walked up the sidewalk to the front door of the townhouse inwhich she was apparently living, I felt a bit nervous as I always doand also a little...wet from the excitement that might lie ahead of me.I rang the doorbell and waited a few moments, knowing that it mighttake her a bit more time that someone able to jump up to answer thedoor. As it happened though, I faintly heard her call out "I'mcoming" and then I heard the doorknob rattle. The door opened partway and there she was. A VERY. "To Liuz and Kasia. You are hear-by invited to the birthday party for Prince Marik at the Royal Palace. Present this letter to any guard." Oh, WOW!" Kasia jumped up, hand going to the table as she balanced on one foot. "We're invited to the palace! When?" Um ... five days from now."She looked at the pile of pieces on the floor. Yes. She could have it all done by then. Have it stained, even. Toys should start off dark, so the dirt doesn't show so easily. A different stain for the roof..."There. "Tell me what you see," I said. Her eyes slowly lowered until they were focussed on me and she started. “I was thinking about Mavis, we haven't seen her for about twenty years. I wonder what she is doing now? What does she look like, is she still as sexy an before?” "I think of those things sometimes too," I said. "She sure was a sexy lady with an incredible appetite for sexual satisfaction, wasn't she?” We both fell silent, absorbed in our own memories.We were early twenties, Mavis late. ”“The grad students rolled over on her, too. And given that they were expelled, it’s not like she can claim that the university bought them off.”“Her conspiracy theory just isn’t going to stand up,” I said.“I agree.”The afternoon passed quickly and I was ready to leave at 5:00pm on the dot, going to get Dave rather than the other way around as usual. When we got to the house, Sofia and Julia were ready and waiting, which let us get to our seats in the Chicago Stadium with about twenty minutes.