Oh, andthis camera. It takes video, too! My Stephi's first slumber partywouldn't be complete without lots of photos for his scrapbook. Wouldyou gir...s mind? Enjoy! Ta-Ta!"~ - ~ - Simonne Danielle's "Just Another Average Night On the Farm" ~- ~ -If the contents of Stephi's overnighter were anything like theovernighter itself, Stephi was in for a real treat! A shoulder bag thesize of Rhode Island. White satin background decorated with a band ofsissy-boy angels cavorting amongst pink,. It is certainly not canon.Chapter 01Everything was absolutely perfect. I had my feet kicked up on theempty seat beside me as I reclined in my own chair. In my earbuds,smooth jazz played, mellow and somnolent. That was probably why I wasat best half awake, dozing away the wee hours of the night in languidtranquility. Even the intermittent dreams that came to me werewonderful, warm, and full of pleasant things.Suddenly, that perfect cozy little dream shattered as something kickthe chair. They spread out the comforter and Abby opened a cold drink for them to share. “This summer sure is going passed fast! The Falcon rookies report to training camp on Monday,” Brad mentioned.“It certainly is and we’ll begin our final year of high school.”Abby motioned Brad onto his back and partially covered his chest with hers. Her eyes widened sparkling in the sunlight but mainly because she was so in love with him. They darted over his handsome features, her fingers combing his brown lengthened. "Denise sat still for a moment, trying to stay composed. "It's not that I'm afraid he'll come there for me, I just want to be with someone who'll care for me!" Her face crumpled again, and tears began forming in her eyes. "Lately I can't seem to keep anyone close! Everyone leaves me!"It was Susan who got up, crossed to the chair, knelt in front of it and held onto Denise. She didn't say anything, just held her, stroking her shoulder, her arm, her leg until the sobs quieted. Then she stood,.