"I really am the worst mother in the world for doing something like this. I should really delete this image." However, Debbie did not delete it. She s...ood up and started pacing about her studio. "You'd think I really do want Peter boning my little girl the way I can't stop thinking about this. But I don't. However, that pose seems to show a lot of promise. I could look at this as an experiment to see if it's worth pushing Meagan to become bolder with her posing more quickly."Debbie sat back. "Daddy I think something's wrong with Momma," Rachel said as she rapidlypulled off the road onto the shoulder behind Donnie."Malissa? Love, what is it?" he gently took the papers from my hand and Ifollowed them with my eyes."Is it even possible?" he asked me."I, I don't know." My voice cracked. We both knew I was determined to findout. "I, I'll think about it and call Santa. He should know if anybodywould." We'll talk to Sophie tonight," he promised.I was still in a daze when we arrived at. You know, stuff I need to use to look good on TV.”After instructing her to follow him into the camp, Matti laughingly said, “I can’t imagine it would take very much to make you look good. I suspect you’d look great without even using makeup.”“Why thank you, Matti. It’s a very nice thing for you to say, even if I know I would argue with you about it. TV lights and high definition cameras virtually demand that a person use cosmetics. Even the men have to.”After they had gone inside the camp Matti. I grinned as my mental tape replayed that. 'Ride her into the sunset'. That sounded mighty intriguing but I wasn't sure if she had meant to say it that way or not. I was pondering if I should draw attention to the possible error made by her, but didn't have a chance to say a word. "She and I arrive together, and we leave together. Got it?" Sue said emphatically enough I knew she was serious. "And... just who the hell are you anyway? You never did answer that question!" "My name is Art," I.