My pinhole camera, having been found so quickly by my daughter (Ginny), was no longer a thrill to use since it wasn't a secret camera, any longer.We o...ly used it sparingly now and only to review some of the things we'd done, or so I'd thought.One morning, not long after a day trip I had had with several PTA mothers, I saw this gift box, inside of which was a new video marked, "To Mom, With Love".I really didn't know what to expect from Ginny's devious mind and I was actually afraid at first to. She would treasure that moment always, especially whenCarol said that if she had a daughter she would have liked for her to belike Beth.She was debating whether she should send Carol a baby picture. It might bea way to keep the communication open so that she could stay a part of herformer family's life. Or maybe it was a door that should be closed.That would have to wait. She needed to put the finishing touches on herwedding that was fast approaching. When the idea of the wedding was. We talked about why we were at the hotel and generally inconsequentialthings. I was feeling flush having had a large sale earlier that day sobought a bottle of champagne in a bucket to bring back to my room. I wasplanning to tease myself in front of the mirrors and have a good time, ifonly by myself.Impulsively I said, "Join me?" He smiled for the first time. "Sure."He didn't jump me as we walked in, but I liked them shy so wasn't toodisappointed. We had a drink and I started stroking his arms.. .I am extremely fond, from very early on, of short nylon shorts (that's another story)... so I was wearing one of my white sprinter Adidas... Well... she came over to their help and jumped on top of the bunch... and grabbed my neck from behind and pulled me over to the side, pinning me very well against the wall ... in glee the younger ones piled on top of me... it was lots of fun and I struggled to try to break free... unsuccessfully I must say ...I was pinned, face down on the bed and.