"Come on, Darren. Mom'll be here to pick up the kids in a few minutes." What's the rush? Come back to bed, Stephanie. It's Saturday." You're taking me...hiking, silly. Now get up and let's get moving."Hiking? He didn't remember planning any hiking trips. Oh, well, he shrugged and rolled out of bed and into the bathroom.By the time he finished his shower, her mom had picked the kids up. He lumbered out of the bathroom and saw his jeans, a t-shirt, a flannel shirt, socks, and a pair of hiking boots. "You're right of course. And I didn't think I could learn anything at my age." You old faker." I tease him."And proud of it." he teases right back. "shall we go save that poor girl?" He asks looking back at Saul and her.She is straining against Saul, her arms are wrapped around his waist and one of her legs is wrapped around his leg.She needs help? I think to myself, nope not help. I chuckle to myself."I think, we will be needing to give Saul a hand with her instead." I say.And with that I make. Ten minutes - no more - and it would've been a done deal. No more cherry, no more unrequited lust. Bad karma, I'm still being dogged by bad karma.'In spite of his frustration, Pagan couldn't help being amused, as frustrated Shades scampered about the room - to no avail.Maera and Fiona were desperately trying to get their clothes back on, being frequently knocked over by their pestilent adversaries - frequent pinches and taunts bombarding them. Cries of, "old hags" and "cradle robbers" were a. Why is he with her?Rick turned around and almost bumped into Sally and Phil.“Rick?” Sally asked surprised to see him as she touched his arm to prevent herself from falling into him.“So sorry, Sally. I guess I didn’t see you,” Rick replied as he felt chills from Sally's brief touch.“You look great, so nice to see you out and about,” Sally commented. “Oh, I am so sorry. Rick, this is Phil. Phil, this is Rick, my ex-husband."A brief awkward conversation ensued until Phil politely excused himself.