This is entirely a work of fiction.)A TS Fantasy 5By Paul G JutrasIt was almost midnight and although Paul was getting sleepy, he decided to check his...E-mail before going to sleep. He had shut the computer down already for the night and had to wait for the system to reboot and bring up the message asking if he wanted to run his anti-virus program. In suntan pantyhose and a white oversized T-shirt, Paul shut off the virus program and typed in his secret password to enter the Internet system.. .OOOOOOH! You just wait! I'll get BOTHof you for this! I, I, I, you... OOOOOOOOH!"Thoughts were coming to my mouth faster than I could speak, and Ifinally gave up even TRYING to speak and just GLARED at the two jollyjokers.Eric finally regained some of his composure and said, between giggles,"Oh c'mon, Holly. You have to admit, we really had you going there fora minute. Oh MAN, I wish I had a camera! The look on your face waspriceless!" He broke back down in chuckles then and couldn't say. The whole scheme concocted by her husband to help lift her out of the doldrums of motherhood and aging. At the time, Andee felt she was sinking into a very predictable, suburban life with little excitement – and little sense of the woman who she desperately wanted to be. Her husband had been unwavering in his support, constantly reassuring her that she was a desirable and attractive woman. But despite his best efforts, she had felt there was something missing in her life at the time. His. The seat itself was more U shaped. ‘Oh, better, I agree,’ the mid-40ish woman agreed, a bit of a smile touching her face as her grey eyes twinkled. ‘We’re definitely making progress.’ ‘Well, that’s just wonderful,’ Monsignor Sheamus O’Shaunessey said as he sat on one of the leather sofas. ‘Why don’t you start by first telling us how things have gone this past week,’ he suggested as they sat on the sofa opposite and Rosaria sat next to him. ‘Well,’ began Tom, also in his mid-40s, only 5’7′ tall.