Now Mrs. McMurray was about 40 or so married with a couple of kids. Her daughter went to high school with the guys. Mrs. McMurray was very prim and ...roper all the time but the guys noticed she had a great body and that lately when she'd catch them staring she would smile or say hello. Well this just help them with their fantasy about her. When they realized the woods where they would go to smoke and drink had a great view of Mrs. McMurray's house they hung out there a lot. They built some. I finally decided to check and see if my newperson post and the questions I had asked had gotten any responses. Myparents trusted me on here, so I wanted to take a risk.I got some really positive responses. One thing that was almostuniversal though was no more stealing, from Jess or anyone else. But,there were plenty of supportive comments telling me I wasn't alone. Iwas being told a lot to keep a journal. I didn't want to put it up onmy computer, so I dug out a journal book I had gotten. He started playing with them, moving them around. “You know they aren't just big stuffed animals right?” I asked. “Yes I know that. But they are really big and I like to play with my sister's boobs. And if you don't like that, then that is just tough shit sis,” Jeff replied. “And you can still make me laugh too. Even if you have a contract over me,” I said. “I know sis. It just makes you love me more and more until there is no more love to give because I took it all,” Jeff replied. Then I. "She just nodded and taking a menu told me what she wanted. I calledover the waiter and we ordered. We sipped tea saying nothing and whenthe soup arrived she blew on hers and looked at me."Tell me why it happened."I didn't say a word but reaching down beside me I lifted the copy ofThe Rialto Girls and put it on the table."It starts here and then I lose control."I told the story starting with having drinks with Kate, through herstumbling on my romance writing and finding me a publisher..