' Amy had no doubt her dad meant it.-oOOo-As it turned out neither Amy nor Susan could sleep. There seemed little point in even attempting to get some...shut eye because by the time they had dropped Marjorie off at her house and had a cup of coffee with real coffee instead of the pap that came from the vending machine at the hospital, it was five thirty and the sun was up.Jade woke up to hear all about it but she was a little jealous the she missed all of the "fun" and told her mother not to. She takes you to court and screws you in front of everyone.And; Last, but not least, The 7th kind of sex is called: Social Security Sex.You get a little each month. But not enough to enjoy yourself.PLEASE DO NOT REPLY TO TELL ME WHAT STAGE YOU ARE IN. I have enough problems Of my own!!Give up smoking, drinking, and sexGod visited a woman and told her she must give up smoking, drinking, and sex if she wants to get into heaven.The woman said she would try her best.God visited the woman a week. As I got enough positive feedback from that first posting of "Lisa's Tale Part 1" to keep on writing and posting more stories, the less I felt I could ever change the name afterwards because of an increasing number of links to my few pages.But I've never used it for anything else. Only a few other authors who write in this genre even know me, and those are e-mail only contacts. I'm completely certain that neither of these women would ever fall into that category.So my automatic reaction is to. Susla, I can always count on you for your support.? ?Anytime steph.?It was going on 5:30, Stephanie had to make her way home cause she knew her mom would be making dinner. She said goodbye to Mrs. Susla and walked out the library’s front door. There was no one around to her knowledge as she made her way down the long, secluded road. Her street didn’t have many houses on it. Usually a mile or two between each house. She was about half way home when a car began to approach from behind her; it.