I expectyou'll invite me to your wedding. That you'll make me one of yourgroomsmen... or grooms-maid? grooms-lady? And I'll invite you to MYwedding. Y...u'll be my best man - or man of honor.. or whatever."He laughed at that. "That would be crazy!" You have no idea!" I laughed with him. It did occur to me that If I stayas Christina, then odds of me being one of Ron's groomsmen are greatlydiminished. Not that it's a huge deal of course, but I wonder how manythings would change for me over the next. As time dragged on, we got closer and closer to each other until eventually we sat side by side on the same cushion, in the time it took for a record to play we had embraced each other, giggling as we exchange kisses to the forehead, cheeks, neck, ears and lips. Two more records ran their course by that time we were laying on the floor amongst the cushions, exploring each other body with hands and lips, shirt and blouse were unbuttoned to reveal a hairless man chest and smooth satin textured. Lips, tongues and hands found new places to go and touch. It was as if a starving man had been taken to a buffet. They were so into it, neither noticed that an audience had appeared.“Find a room, “ Julie said.Conditioned to being restrained, Ron and Jenny jumped as if touched by a high voltage line.“Damn it, you scared the hell out of me, “ Jenny said. “Don’t you have someplace better to be about now?”“Well, I was going to a movie with Kelly, but this show seems to be even better, “ Julie. "You were the one who made it possible for me to raise the others. You were my rock, Susan."We all respected you," Susan told her. "We could see how hard it was for you, and all the kids were old enough to know they needed to pitch in and help." And we came out of it all right, didn't we?" We came out of it great, Mom. And I hope now that Jerry's going to be in school, you can lean back once in awhile and enjoy the fruits." Don't tell Jerry, but I'm actually pleased that his school is far.