I found myself wondering when she'd last had sex. My older sister had been a once-a-day woman before her marriage, but lately she hadn't even been bot...ering to answer the phone. Her fingers tightened their grip slightly on my shoulder as I moved a fraction closer."Those were my plans for the weekend that just walked out the front door," I whispered. "And I know that you haven't been going out for a long time. So, what are we going to do to entertain ourselves, sister dear?" Not what you're. I'd like to kick in a few bucks to help."Despite the protestations of the queen, she found that the group wasself-organizing to canvas the various departments. Amelia put a handon her friend's arm."Give it up, Nicole. We do things like this all the time, and they'reas stubborn as anyone can be when they see a need they can meet."Resigned to the situation, Nicole finished her meal and made a callto Williamsburg's Wigmaker shop. She'd expected close questioning,and the price was intimidating, but. We all assured them that yes we would and now we wouldnt, blah, blah ,blah. I almost jumped as I felt something scratch my foot, then I realized it was just Laurens foot. But then I thought why her foot was so far over that it was touching me, not that I minded but I was surprised. I could hear our dog, Dusty slobbering away under the table. That dog was gross, he was a big chocolate coloured Labrador and whenever he was under the table you could always hear him slobbering. Lauren, stop giving. She was a good looking woman. She had a good figure as far as I could see, though she was fully dressed, of course George and Margaret took me to the party. It was in a large house and it took about fifteen minutes in their car to get there. On arrival I was introduced to a lady who arranged the party and was surprised to be asked for £25. George explained it was to cover the cost of drinks and snacks and the laundering of waterproof sheets which are put on the mattresses on the floor. On.