. claims." But how are you going to _work_ them? Not to belabor the obvious, butyou're a woman now."Jane stiffened. "Yeah, but I'm a strong woman, ask...anybody. I may notbe as strong as I was, but I'm strong enough." Perhaps, but there's things out there that a beautiful -- that a womanup there alone has to worry about that a man doesn't." I ain't gonna be alone out there. I'm gonna ask somebody -- DavyKitchner, probably -- to come out there with me." Davy? Are you certain that he'll _want_ to. I always got a hard-on right away and so did my buddy, even though we were very young. We had lots of other games, so I won’t go into them all now. But one I remember, and liked to do with a different boy, happened when we discovered a plastic tube, sorta like a toilet paper roll center but smaller, and tried putting our dicks inside, one of us in each end. With hard-ons the ends of our dicks would touch and we thought that was great. We had no idea what fucking was but we would go in and out. She lifted her eyebrows and said "You'll see."The food arrived quicker than I had expected it to, and I devoured my wonderful fluffy omelet and crispy thick cut bacon strips. The refreshing orange juice helped to wash the food down. We lingered over our second cups of coffee after finishing our meals. They didn't have any dessert on the menu, and I knew that Karen was up to something."O.K., Miranda, are you ready for dessert?" she asked me."I'm a bit full, but what did you have in mind?" I. Finally, they all looked to Catherine, beseechingly."Michael," Catherine began carefully. "There's something wrong with Jessica. She called last night and said she couldn't make it to the state dinner." She was so excited last week," Grace added. "But last night, she sounded as if someone had died or something. I mean, she said she needed to stay and work on the house plans, but even I could tell that there was something else." Did you say something to her?" Catherine asked. "Or do something to.