I knew it had to be appealing and couldn't be some offshoot from something no one had heard of before. I usually flip a coin to decide things like thi..., but I had more than 2 options in mind. I wrote down several options which also included some gender-bent options as well. It was a new thing people were doing and getting extra credit for pulling it off.Now for the moment of truth. I put all the options in the bucket and shuffled them around the best I could. It was at this point my mom walked. Or at least alist of those Jenny knows about. I notice you have several friends fromGermany, Switzerland and Netherlands. Perhaps some of these friends cantell the story from the perspective of those in the team who only speaka little English.Nena spoke, "Until recently I was a travel representative and I couldgive you lots of true stories that happened to me and my friends whichwere quite hilarious." You all seem quite eager to get me to be a writer for your stories."Tiny spoke, "Maddy Anne. "He is a provident man, Brother David," Rebecca told me.She went on. "Brother David, please ... would you return with us to the Lower Temple? Let us share another meal together and give our thanks that we are all safe."I nodded and then found myself leading them down the steps. Without a word I went and got the kitchen stove working, having learned a lot about laying fires. Then I went in the living room and sat down wearily on the couch. Rebecca promptly sat down next to me and cuddled. She moved her fingers to touch Paula’s hair. It was lovely and soft. Then she eased herself closer and put her arm around Paula, who sighed in her sleep. Jane touched Paula’s breast, through the cloth. She immediately recalled how Walt used to fondle her, it seemed like that was a million years ago. She moved her hand down to Paula’s belly, which was gently rising and falling with her breath. Jane felt intensely alive. She moved her hand further downward, between Paula’s legs, and then rested.