. No!, not Randy... somebody else... Randy got up and sat on the edge of the bed. Her face was turned away from him and he kept stroking her hair and ...hispering comforting words, over and over... Then he stroked her shoulder again, and her soft, bare arm. His hand was warm; his touch was delicate, deft. It felt so good to be caressed by this handsome, understanding boy who was her only friend now. He was right, she mustn't think about what she saw a little while ago in Trish's bungalow; she. I did not want anyone from our area, I was sure my husband would help me, but I wanted it to be a surprise to him.I went to his stash of "Swingers Magazines." Some of the ads in them were organized by state. I had a glass of wine to calm my nerves and started to make some calls. Some people did not return the message, one or two were clearly not who they said they were, some would not be in town or would not abide by my limits. One jerk even left the number of a pizza place. I was about to give. But I did buy one other thing with my mom's money. I swear I put the rest into the accounts to pay for the utilities, insurance, and taxes like you said." There on the wall was a bright yellow and white surf board."Nice, a new board!"She smiled, "Yeah I just got it yesterday. Hopefully the swells will be decent tomorrow at Blacks so I can break it in."We headed into the house, which was busy. Stephanie was gone to class at the moment, but Naomi and Alejandra were busy unboxing some new. ”Tim, holding his sister’s hand, walked down the hall to the front entrance. It is a little bit of a longer walk for the two, but Juanita said getting to that entrance/exit was an easier drive for her. A little walk to make it easier for his mother was not a difficult thing to do.“Becca, I’m home!” the physically fit, highly tanned man announced as he walked in the front door of a modest three bedroom, two bath home. “Whew! I was finally able to figure out why the field had not been prepped for.