"Don Owen," my fathers gruff voice echoed on the line."Hi Dad, it's me, Emily." Oh, hello, pumpkin, how are you? It's not like you to ring me up at wo...k. Is something wrong?" he said slightly concerned."Well nothing is wrong as such, but I need some help. You see I just had MORFS, and I need a load of new clothing. So ... I was wondering ... if you could send me some money?" I said, I hated asking for money."My word! MORFS you say? I thought you were too old for that. This is a bit of a shock,. Then he gave them a tour of the facility, a safety briefing, long kitchen aprons, orders to wash their hands, head coverings, and smiling directions to get them busy in the pizza-making business."Guys and Gals," Melinda told them late in the morning just before they took a break for lunch--it was pizza, of course--"We are giving you a crash course in the basics of our business today. Everyone who is involved in Pizza Grande does this--even those folks who now work at the computer screens in the. He was to shy to actually repeat the words. “Well I’ve been thinking about it since. I was devastated when you fell asleep. It was the first time you actually took the initiative with my… secret desire, and then you backed off, without even making up for it”. “I know, my love, I’m sorry. I was tipsy, and I wanted to do it, but I was so tired by the time we made it back home, and then the moment had passed”“For you, maybe!”“For me, yes. You should have asked me!”“I find it a bit humiliating to. We were happy our trip ended so nicely and the c***dren had enjoyed it as well with son and daughter getting to meet “Spider-Man” a local lad from Austin’s car club who dressed up for the town,s Pioneer Days annual celebration and drives his customised “Spidey Mobile” a souped up 1965 Chevy Corvette. Theflight back via British AIR ways from Sea-Tac to Heathrow Airport, London was fairly uneventful and going back to work a real downer as it was for the k**s and wife as we,d had to get permission.