“Even though Emma and Harriett are such marvellous company.” Charlotte watched Josephine with a feeling of elevation, curiously happy with hersel... and the world. That Josephine seemed only interested in her as a friend was perhaps as elating as anything else. Emma was not the Emma that Charlotte used to love so deeply: however much she still craved for her. When Charlotte went home on the underground she felt she was on a cloud. She had a brief drink with Clarissa at a small wine bar near the. She LOVES blue collar, country redneck, men. Well the ad ran for several hours. It was just her turning down person after person. Finally around 6 she started emailing with a man who fit her needs. He was a big man from the pictures he said he would not be back until later tonight around 9 but wanted some before going to bed. He had to be at work on Monday and he and his buddy were just getting back from a fishing trip. This made my wife happier. She can do multiple men. She just discovered. . You know, did you guys make out?" What?" I rolled my almond eyes and Heather could be really weird sometimes. "I was twelve! I told you that." So?" Heather was painting my little toe which had a toenail hardly bigger then the brush. "I was playing some serious doctor by the time I was twelve!" Serious doctor?" Yeah! Not like regular old boring doctor," she nodded. "We played like, gynecologist doctor!" What?" I gasped and then laughed, blushing too even though I knew she had to be kidding. They were now advancing to the semi-finals. As the women celebrated, Sabine, filled with joy, ran to her teammates and ripped off her jersey, baring her stunning abs and sports bra as she jumped onto her friends. Mike gaped at the display and then forced his jaw up from the floor as Sabine turned to him beaming. He smiled back, still a bit dazed. He’d always thought of her in a sisterly way, but seeing her there, powerful and beautiful made his knees weak. He physically shook himself to regain.