" That's eight years, Jerry—We've been singing together since I was nine and you were eleven—you're nineteen ... so that makes it eight years!"The...crowd chuckled at our patter."Yes dear, eight wonderful glorious and crazy years!" I said, with the men getting behind me now."Yes, my dear brother—Eight of the most fascinating, exhilarating and tortuous years of my—still young life."The ladies in the audience howled in agreement as I motioned RK to start."But Joanie, you know how much I love you,. Asked me about myself. Where I grew up, what I did, how I met you and all that. The conversation flowed very naturally. Then he started talking about his wife a lot. How he missed her. How she was a lovely woman.” “What else did he say about her?” I asked. “Well, a lot of things, but the relevant part was when he talked about how graceful she was…. and how she dressed.” “How she dressed?” I asked. “Yes, he said she was always dressed smartly, in skirts, shorts, tops and everything. How she had. (*Wendy-J) Which would you rather do read or write Paul?(Paul1954) Write I think. I don't live in London, so I find it hard to get to decent bookstores.(Anne) Sorry if this has been asked, but about how many responses do you get for your stories?(Chilli) Good question, Anne.(Paul1954) Not many, hence my lack of confidence sometimes. It tends to be the same people who feedback especially Eric. (Serial feedback giver! God bless him!!!)(Anne) Don't you get confidence from, the number of times your. I was facing the wall putting my towel into my bag. A low slow voice spoke to me… ‘Aren’t you in the wrong room my pretty girl’ I looked around and saw the weightlifter with a towel around his shoulders and now just his shorts on. I suddenly realised I had come into the men’s room. ‘This women only from now until 1.00 so I shouldn’t be here myself, but we are anyway quite alone in her…’ I was facing away from him but I heard his footsteps walk towards me until I could smell that heavenly scent..