”“How come I don’t know this about you?”“What do you mean?”“Why don’t I know about how confident you are? Why don’t I know that you ...hink ahead and consider possible outcomes and scenarios?”“Probably because you’ve never spent any time with me. We’ve know each other most of our lives, but we’ve never spent any time together. And that’s not my fault. I’ve tried like hell to get to know you better, but it never happened. I’ve got to get to class” and I closed my locker and headed for our first. ’ * Misha held his Grandmothers hand, looking into her blue eyes, trying to smile as she told him how she had always loved having him over as a little boy, and how she was proud of him now as a man. ‘You always were a bundle of trouble Misha. Falling into the pond on the green in front of the house, not just once but twice in one week.’ Propped up against pillows, she looked frail and shrunken compared to how he remembered her. ‘I was fishing with the net for tadpoles in the pond and lost my. I quickly got dressed into my “cheer Steve up, dirty weekend” clothes – I’m sure you can guess - sheer black stockings and suspenders; no knickers; lacy black uplift bra; short, tight black skirt with long split; red, buttoned silk blouse and very high-heeled shoes. Sometimes men are just so predictable! I was now ready to put my plan into action.At the end of the corridor outside our room was a small lounge area with a few comfortable chairs and a table. Using one of the chairs as a tripod for. Tomorrow isn't the Lord's day is it?" I don't think so. I think just Saturday and Sunday, or something like that. Let's do it anyway, tomorrow. We'll wait for them after work."That was about all I could remember after I woke up later that afternoon. Butch and I had shot most of the daylight hours drinking and making plans. But, strange, that I didn't feel hung over. I actually felt pretty good. Good enough that I decided to call Dee. I went back into the little den and called."Hello? Pete is.