She really wanted to get out and run. Jason and I had done what we could to keep her entertained on the overnight flight, but it was clear she needed ... bit of time just to run around.Of course, the first thing we had to do after arriving was go through customs. Liz, Morgan, Jessica, Jason, and I talked about this as we walked through the skyway and headed for the international arrivals area. We agreed to get in separate lines and to swap who we were walking with to reduce the chance of anyone. They weren't in the bedroom yet. Cheryl listened intently and and heard the man say something unclear, but heard the word “balcony.” She thought about it for a moment and then it dawned on her they were going to have sex on their balcony. Since Michelle and Rachel were gone, Cheryl slipped on a robe and went outside to her balcony. The apartment balconies were separated by a solid wall but if you leaned out, you could see the other side. As she quietly walked onto her balcony, Cheryl was. "Go on Joan, show them your feet!" she urged. Withcrimson face, I slowly moved my legs from under the table. Everyonesmiled knowingly at me. Did they all know something that I didn't? Ibegan removing the box that contained my maryjanes from the bag. A quick,"don't you dare Joan!" escaped from Darla's lips. The three of thembecame lost in chit chat. I sat there and glumly considered my fate.Coffee finished, it was time to head for home. They walked behind usgiggling at our gait with nervous. “To do so would honor the bastard, and that’s not going to happen.” As a compromise she wore muted brown and dark blues. It didn’t matter, because she looked spectacular in everything she wore.The girls stopped staring and blurted out what they were going to tell us. “We’ve been thinking. We both have a Daddy now, but we don’t have a mother. I know she’s your sister and I’m a stranger, but we’d like to call you mother, or Momma? May we?”Tears sprang into her eyes, and she knelt, opening her.