" Michael, I'm going with Trish to get her items from her old job. Michelle and Tamara are doing work stuff today," I said. "If you have something you...would like to do, you can use the Jag. Or... you can go with us." I'll tag along with you and Trish if you don't mind," he said. "I'm enjoying not having to think about scripts, locations, and makeup." Trish, why don't you call Cindy and get her to talk to Jerry and Steve about meeting us at Graham Central Station tonight about nine?" I asked. I pulled back, and looked her in the eye. We were both breathin' kinda fast."I don't think we got it right, but..." I said. From Jeannie's sparkly eyed grin, I knew we'd done okay."Well, we'll just have to practice some," she giggled. "Won't we."I called Jeannie's number, but no one picked up. I felt disappointed, I was so eager to hear her voice again, after twenty years. Why did we not keep in touch, I asked myself, shaking my head.I searched Amazon books for her maiden name, Jeannie Sanford,. “This is it! The personal ads!” “The what?” Betty gasped. “The clue on the paddle said to ‘get personal’.That’s where I’ll find the answer.” I sat Betty up and got off the couch. She tried to regain her composure, not to mention her breath as I grabbed my jacket and headed out the door. “Where are you going?!” she said angrily. “To a dirty book shop, sweet cheeks. I’ll just haveto toast your buns some other time.” I was outside and getting into my car when Betty stuck her head out the. I was overjoyed as I finally get to have sex with Sethu.The same day night, I put my daughters to sleep before 8, I was vehement that I will fuck him tonight, I went to the nearby shop where I know, he will be, he was sitting alone and smoking his cigarette, I bought some vegetables, he was looking at me with lust, I looked at him and smiled at him, he smiled back. I asked him. Can you help me to take some things from the upper shelf, he agreed immediately and followed into my house. He helped.