Then came May 20th. The kids had been put to bed and I was walking downstairs.Melissa had gone to have a shower before I put the kids tobed and as I w...s passing the bathroom I noticed that the doorwas open a bit. I moved to the door to pull it shut when I sawa reflexion of Melissa in the mirror. She was out of the showerand had just hung up her towel. She was looking at me. Shewas naked. This was no girl looking back at me. This was awoman. I had never even noticed her body in the weeks shehad. Not appreciated. A few asked why I didn't use quotes. I write on an iPad and I have to change screens for quotes. It just slows me down, but good criticism. Let me set the scene and describe Serena. By the way, a minor character is her sister Venus. Yes, I borrowed the tennis pros names. These girls are very hot to me and I always watch them. However, 15 love and the French Open mean something totally different to me! Back to Serena, this starts when she is 10. She is my next door neighbor. It was the place where those impudent brats had entrapped you with their loathsome trickery, this specially sealed room of roughly hewn obsidian pillars and clusters of magic crystals forming upon the walls. You remembered that they were once a pristine cyan blue, flowing with latent mystical energy, naturally imbued with the power to stop your powerful evil aura from permeating out of the chamber. Now, they had all been corrupted from what might have been years of decay, significantly weakened. " I broke contact with Karen and led her back to our table. True to Karen's word, Jenna was sitting at the table with her head resting in her crossed arms. I gently shook her and she raised her head, bleary-eyed."You ready to go home, honey?" I asked her. Her only response was to nod her head weakly. Karen and I helped her up, and with each of us under one shoulder, helped her to the door and back to the apartment.Once back home, we laid her on her bed, took her shoes off, and covered her with.