."I don't need to write that down, I'll remember it."Wouldn't it be great if we could put ourselves in the dryer for ten minutes; come out wrinkle-fre... and three sizes smaller!Last year I joined a support group for procrastinators. We haven't met yet!I don't trip over things, I do random gravity checks!I don't need anger management. I need people to stop pissing me off!Old age is coming at a really bad time!Lord grant me the strength to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change. Terry owned and operated an auto salvage yard it was left to Terry by his father who had passed away suddenly. Michelle would spend time with Terry working in the salvage yard against her grand mothers protests no female should be working on auto's but Michelle was a natural she knew more about automobile parts and cars in general as it was one of her favorite hobbies.Michelle took no crap from the guys who came there looking for parts or tried to make advances toward her she thought of herself. We’ll keep digging, but I’m hoping your gut keeps doing its thing.”“I’ll do my best,” Taylor said.When they got out of Crawford’s office Taylor pulled out his cell phone and called Kara.‘‘Hey,” he said when she picked up. “we have to go out of town for a few days. How do you feel about staying with Mary Jane for a few days?”“Better than I feel about staying with a stranger who keeps looking at me like I’m weird.”“It’s not that bad.”“Maybe. I still prefer stay with May Jane.”“Good, I’ll feel. Darci understood that it was intended she was to join Leeza, so she awkwardly unbuttoned her shirt, revealing the bare, filbert tipped melons, that cantilevered crazily above the taut twining sinews in her tummy. Leeza demurely turned away and unzipped the back of her slacks, tugging them smoothly over the swell of her bottom, and making a silver-grey puddle around her ankles. Leeza wore panties patterned with paisley shapes, little purple globules swimming on a sea of cream. The satiny fabric.