The whole time I knew that Sierra was going to figure it out one day. I did nothing to prepare her for it. I always just told her I was on business tr...ps." What did she think you did?" Bio-feedback for executive stress relief."I started to reach into my purse for my business card, but Charley was laughing. I couldn't really blame him."Why don't we go for a walk?" Charley, I don't know if you looked out the window, but it's raining." It is?" It's pouring." I guess everything I wanted to look at. I was not that good, but the Phys Ed teacher promised me an “A” if I did this. My GPA was very important to me. Being that we were poor, I kept my studies up to make a scholarship possible, as that was the ONLY way I was going to college. And college was my ticket out of being poor.Sue. She was about 5-5, 120#, small chest, collar length black hair with a cute face. Was not ugly or “hot” and would not stand out in a crowd. She was definitely a tomboy. She also dressed like one of the boys:. I used to do that with my husband. I missed him so much.Davie and Kimmie were there, along with my friend and her son/lover. Davie had his arm around Kimmie, holding her tight, the pair looking as cute and cuddly as Ryan and Annie. Kimmie was Davie’s age, a petite fourteen-year-old redhead who had such a huge grin on her face. She was so happy now that she understood how much she loved my son.“Hi, Mom,” Kimmie said, licking her lips.I was about to open my mouth, when Melissa arrived. Naked.The. He smiled and told me to have her send him something to read. After getting the name of the hotel he was staying at, I excitedly dashed home to tell Mary."Who?" She asked, again, her gray eyes big and round."I never heard of him, either," I explained, dunking a cookie in a glass of milk, a nightly ritual for me. "But he wants you to send him 'something to read'. I assume that means music. He wants a fully scored orchestral piece, about a half hour long with room for an eight-minute piano solo..