" Wendi, I need your brother!"Her hand stopped mid polish."Um, since when is he your type?" Since I'm running away from home tonight! Go get him!"The ...hirteen year old redhead knew she wasn't the swiftest drawer in the knife, but she couldn't have heard that right. Looking down at the number, to confirm it was in fact who she thought it was, she gave the only possible reply."What the fuck did you just say?"Snow blew past the window as Mary sat at her computer. On the screen she could see Wendi. I also noticed that Ann didn't seem to mind.Shortly after, I saw Ann going upstairs with Marty following closely behind."Rob, are we going to get together later," whispered Kay.Don't know, honey, I'll be back in a minute," and I excused myself to see what my dear wife was up to. Bill's house is quite large, so I had to search around upstairs and the second floor before I discovered what had happened to Ann and Marty. They were in a study on the second floor.I watched them quietly through the. Then he turned around and moved a few feet away as the almost overwhelming urge to grab her and drag her back to his hotel room and finally claim her body with his had the fire igniting in his groin again. ‘Jonnie?’ he heard her ask hesitantly from behind him and he could tell she was confused and concerned as to why he’d suddenly moved away from her. He turned back around, his chest still heaving nervously, and said, ‘I’m sorry, Megan… I was just… caught off guard. I didn’t expect that to. ..Sowhat do you think?" ...WOW..."I giggled with slight embarrassment as Monica and Cerina stood, in atender and familiar embrace, simply smiling at me. Mom hugged me with ahuge smile on her face, and we stayed that way for a few minutes, withme, a completely oxymoronic vision of lovely dominance, tearing andtowering with my high-heeled-ness over my tiny 5' grey old mother.After some silence, Cerina finally spoke."Guess I don't need a detective to figure out you're pleased with it."Words still.