. or I'm a daddy ... well, did you?" I'm having too much fun watching you wiggle and squirm ... of course I did, you big dummy." This made Jeff and Jo...nah laugh out loud.We spent a few more hours up there, playing in the snow. That day I realized two things; just how much I loved my sister and how much fun it was to have another set of twins as our best friends!After playing in the snow for about another 90 minutes or so, we decided to go home. I was going to call mom and let her know, but I. Nobody else works late that I know of and anyone else might need a break too. We could get some coffee.I left my office and made my way to the general area from which I heard the door sounds. Nothing. I was sure I heard something. Then I heard a moan coming from the ladies bathrooms. I pushed the door to open it slightly, but could see nobody inside. Sneaking in, I still couldn't see anyone. I couldn't heard anything else either, so I figured it must've been my imagination. Just as I'm closing. Could you give me a ride home?”Terry couldn't believe his good fortune. “Well, I'm on my way to work and if I'm going to be late, I want a good excuse to tell my boss.”Giving a beautiful, naked girl a ride home is not good enough?”Terry shrugged his shoulders. “It could be better.”Left with few alternatives Cheryl decided to give in. “Besides,” she thought, “he wasn't that bad looking. I'll just get in the truck, give him a hand job, and get back home. Then I can beat the shit out of those. Well ... things get pretty damn hard.Kirk, who primarily spear headed the effort to get us in the market place got desperate. Very desperate. Throwing out a great deal of the feelers by email and fax, he became all things to all people. When he wrote to someone who had a Japanese sounding surname, he used one. When writing someone who had an Irish surname from Boston, he suddenly had an Irish surname and had once lived in Boston. Whatever it took. So when Kirk wrote an email to Musictech.