”He looked into her eyes and said, “I’ll be honest with you baby and you might hate me for what I’m about to say but that was the hottest thin... I’ve ever seen and done. So there Jen, what do you say to that?”She stopped worrying and was getting turned on again. Now all she wanted to do was have him fuck her but she wasn’t sure if he wanted to go that far. Her mind was racing with what to say and then it came out. “I love you dad for allowing me to do that, but is that as far as its going to go. “No, no problem,” I replied, “we were just hoping Sally would be here today.”“Sorry, it’s her turn looking after the baby today. I guess you must be Linda, and that would make you Wishes. It’s nice to meet you Sally told me about your visit last week. I’m Ashley, Sally’s partner.”“Hi Ashley, it’s nice to meet you. We are looking for a couple of dresses for tonight, we have been invited to a club for the evening.”“No problem, now lets see,” Ashley said as she began looking through a rack of. " No, I'm not for that at all," Madison chirped in. "Who's to say that the offending party is an author at all?" Seeing that you asked -- I do," Weed asserted. "But I think you're right; nothing much we can do. Fuck it -- I'm going back to writing fiction." Nothing much at all we can do, I'm afraid... but screw it. I say we keep writing. We can't let the actions of a few ill-advised assholes shut us down," Ms. Love offered."Hey! What about me? I post a darling of a story, a cute little account. She stared at me for a moment, taking me in, recording the changes that thirty-five years had wrought in me. We hugged, carefully. I could not read the message it conveyed. It wasn’t passion. It might not even have been warmth. It suddenly occurred to me: she’s as nervous about this reunion as I was. ‘I got your envelope at eight, right after the last seminar. I ended up chairing it, and they didn’t want to interrupt me. I opened it, and there was the letter, and I didn’t know what to think. I.