I have been spending a lot of time at my desk after School had finished, in the stories it always leads to something. You know, a coworker comes in, o...erpowers and molests me. Or I get abducted on the way to my car and used as a sex slave. My personal favorite is when one of the parents from a parent teacher meeting hit on me. I go to their house and they make me their sub. I even find myself wishing someone offers me a drink and hoping for it to be drugged.No such luck.I find myself reading. I learned that there was a big dinner planned by the girls for tonight. Mom, Dad, Jason, Lisa, Jake and Mindy were going to be there. I wondered what was going on with that.The last of the men were released from the hospital today; some rehab would make them as good as new. Jenny and Jason were going to interview them individually; something new that Vicky wanted done. It was to be our own after-action report and to critique the fighting, planning and execution, also to have something in. I see where they are paying Daniel to design a large home capable of housing the entire family including my adoptive members. Actually, it looks like Daniel is designing a small community, complete with underground connecting passageways to each of the homes with storerooms and safe rooms. From the blue prints on the computer, it appears as half of the living space is underground, with a large central complex housing a theater, kitchen and several large community rooms. I wonder if we going to. I learned from my neighbor the reason for the wait was due to a water-main break near my house. The build-up of sand/salt in my pubic area was so itchy it was driving me nuts (pun intended). I couldn’t stand it another minute, so at the suggestion of Amy I began to trim my pubic hair as short as I could with scissors. That helped, but I still itched, so I applied as much baby oil as I could without dripping all over the floor. The baby oil really helped a lot, but Amy suggested I just shave it.