‘Julie … I’ve been thinking … maybe it’s time to … I mean … we’ve been together for a while. Shouldn’t we be talking about getting m...rried?’ he asked haltingly. ‘Ha Ha!’ Julie exclaimed. ‘I thought you’d never ask.’ She was in a good mood, fueled in part by the wine and in part by the wonderful evening. ‘I’ve been waiting for this, you know. I’ve been waiting for … it seems like a long time.’ Julie spoke in a light voice and not at all confrontationally. The wine had obviously done its work.. .. I've never fingered myself." What?" Susie stared at her, blankly amazed. "You've never even--oh, what a dummy! Don't tell me you think that's disgusting too! Oh wow, everybody does that! Don't you ever get horny at all?"Her expression was so astonished that Pam hung her head in dejection. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, she nodded. "I guess I do. That is, sometimes I get this funny itchy feeling and it doesn't go away for a long time. Is that being horny?"Her absolute innocence was so. I didn’t respond back. I nervously thought about it for days before I contacted him again and let him know it was the husband of a friend of his at work. He immediately asked, “Paul?” I was frozen for a second. I then became excited. Maybe he had been thinking about me also! I responded, “Yes” and he responded back, “Love to!” Seb said he was home if id like to come over right now. I grabbed my keys and almost ran out the door telling my wife I was going to the gym for a work out. My mind raced. We got the first one upstairs and Alex was up there, putting staples in a staple gun."Isn't that going to mess up the wood for when you cover it?"He snorted, looked at me, and said, "No, Jack. If staple holes were all we had to worry about, we'd be in fat city.Alex and I set up ladders at either end of where the plastic would go, close to the peak. The three of us had to lift it between the roof supports so it was front to back. Once we got it above the supports, we had to twist it 90 degrees.