“What are your plans for dinner, sweetie?” Melissa asked Lara.“I don’t know.”“We’re thinking of eating down on the wharf,” Sarah said....��Hey,” I protested, “without me?” I loved going there.“Well, if you’d rather that than eat at Heather’s, you’re welcome to come too,” Melissa offered, her eyes impish. When I only returned a smile, she went on. “Do you want to come, Lara?”“We’re thinking of walking into town now and then going to the restaurant,” Sarah added.“What time will you be there?” Lara. We unloaded our instruments and bags, then Chris, Stewie, Mary Beth and I continued down the highway to Michelago, where the train would stop so we could play in the community hall. It didn’t take us long to get things set up in the hall, and it was then back to Kingston.We looked at the compartments in the sleeping carriage that would be our ‘home’ for the next two nights, these were the old ‘TAM’ style cars, much older than the sleeping cars used on the Southern Aurora. Each compartment had. She said you were grown up enough to see them, and she insists she has nothing to hide." No Mr Madd... er Charles. I think she looks very beautiful. And I was admiring the use of shadow and light to bring up her curves. They are more art than .... well you know." Porn – you can say it Jim. No, they're not porn. I don't take porn pictures of my family. They are articistic nudes, sometimes erotic nude studies. There's a distinct line between porn and erotica and I don't cross it. Here, have a. "I was a bit apprehensiveabout all of this but I have to say I am pleasantly surprised." What did you expect, a hairy drag queen?" I asked in my softest yetraspy feminine voice."I have to be honest with you Beth, I wasn't sure what to expect, Ihope you understand."Yes I do Mom, I hope I meet with your expectations of a daughter."Oh my God yes," she smiled. "Now get over here and give your mother ahug."We hugged and she gave me a kiss on the cheek. It was not one of thosefaked hugs but one of.