250 mutual messages - with me (as with everyone) doing most talkingWe have fourty-three pages of those private talks - so some of my messages were ver... lengthyHer username I noticed at a mutual friend, a very sweet smart lovely lady in the United StatesHer username intrigued me - and I started to tell her my bits of sexy experience in that realmOur mutual friend died very unfortunately in open-heart surgery, no-one had known her bad healthOur mourning we shared in public at the wall of the. I think of “Gone with the Wind” and my brain screams, “But I don’t know nuttin’ bout birthin’ no babies!”It’s just something that always pops into my head when I panic.“Meredith… I don’t know how to run the register… and… if someone has questions I don’t know…”“Paula,” Meredith pauses with a look of distaste, as if she is consoling an ignorant child, “You won’t need to run the register and you won’t be here long. Nick is coming over in a bit. I called him and asked him to run the store as soon. .......He had a single wardrobeagainst the far wall, beside it was a unit with a stereo and some cds. Bottlesof body spray and aftershave stood on the window ledge shaded by a dusty oldvase of silk flowers. In the corner there was a laundry basket and a couple ofbinliners filled with clothes that the wardrobe couldn't accommodate."Sorry."He said,"It's a bit of a mess..I've been away a long time.." And he shut the doorbehind us. There was a mirror on the back of the door and as he closed the. There were five large blue porta potties that I open the door andthey were very small inside. There was just the toilet and no whereto wash your hands. All of them did not have toilet paper so I wentdown around the last porta potty and about 40 feet back was a largegreen port john with white vents on the top and rear of the largeplastic container. I ran quickly and open the door. The handle wasbroken and it did not allow me to lock the door as it swung shutbehind me.I quickly looked around and.