I asked Kerry to sit down & tell me what was wrong. she said it was personal & wanted to talk to Heather.I told her Heather would not be home until la...e afternoon. I kept asking Kerry what was wrong only to be told she had to talk to Heather. I asked her if she wanted a cup of coffee & she accepted. while we were drinking the coffee I told her she could tell me anything as Heather & I kept no secrets. Kerry started to calm down as she reached into her bag & took out a box & handed it to me. I. Not like the very top. That’s for genre writers like Stephen King.”“Then like who?”“Thomas Pynchon? But a whole lot more prolific hopefully.”“Philip Roth?” Cheryl suggested.“Sure. And he’s Jewish too.”They laughed.After another lingering kiss, and Constance got one, too, they left Cheryl and headed to Golden Valley to pick up the kids. His naughty submissive had the nerve to squeeze his groin area when she ducked down travelling up the residential street to Grandma’s house. He gave her a spank. "AI chimed in with, "I have already reprogrammed their implants, so there will be no problem with them communicating with anyone who will talk to them."With the universal agreement from our side in hand, Ooru called together all of the members of the village and asked if any of them wanted to be able to mind-talk with their new friends. To a person, they all agreed, and the children led the clamor. Ooru explained to them how to go about it, and we were suddenly inundated with words from the. She shooed me out of the way and bent down to take a close look at the injured man. "Tish, tish. Harold Gains, I have told you a million times that you are too gallant for your own good! Well, this time you will pull through with only a major headache and a scar that will look very dashing. Sir, (talking to me) please hand me that bag that I brought in with me ... Ah, thank you. Now, if y'all will allow me to work, I will have Harold back to life in only minutes."The woman took from the bag a.