Try some of this,” he said, handing Jim the glass he’d just filled.“Thanks.” Jim took a sip. It was delicious. He tasted gin and lime, and sug...r for starters. Dave poured two more glasses.“Wow! This is delicious,” Jim exclaimed after his first sip. “What do you call it?”“Gin Rickey,” Sam said. “It’s an old cocktail from the ‘20s. They make ‘em at the Cheesecake Factory. Dave knows a bartender there and got the recipe – don’t tell though!”“Well, wherever it came from, it’s wonderful,” Jim. .. torso... then outlining my breasts, as she continued. I closed my eyes to delight in the moment. As she leaned forward continuing her magic, I was expecting to once again feel the loose-fitting fabric of her wrap. Instead, I was to be surprised by the tenderness of her thighs pressing softly against my head. Remembering my husband's inviting words – I was now willingly going with it! Working her way around my body, I once again caught myself spreading my legs open for her approaching. You’re very trusting and kind hearted.” “What?” It seemed like she was reading his mind. “How do…” “Brad,” she interrupted, “I know things – I can tell what someone is like as soon as I meet them.” “How?” She’s freaking me out a little. “Each person has an outer glow.” Leaning toward Brad and clasping his hand firmly between her two hands, Lydia continued. “I can see your light and I know what kind of person you are.” “Whoa – you mean like ESP?” Brad was dumbfounded. “Or like in those. "Is your father here yet?" I thought to her."Yeah. He talking with that group of people over by the fountain," she thought."Oh. I see him," I replied. There were a lot of secrets in that group. I didn't want to take the energy right now to probe, but I was beginning to realize there was a lot of interesting information in the group of people attending this party."Michael, come ask your grandmother to dance," Anna thought to me.I did as instructed, telling the girls I would be right.