But, are the special people we bring home, to share happiness with, really there for the happiness? Or are they inside our homes to feast on a lot mor... than we want them to have?!’The story is narrated by Ron, a young Christian boy in his early 20’s. However, a major portion of the same is in the form of dialogues. The plot focuses on a tense conversation with a clear sexual agenda. I have tried my best to make it as interesting as possible, also staying very realistic at the same time. I hope. Yet she wanted to have sex with someone she was fond of at least, not a quick roll in the sack with physical gratification the only motive. Intimacy was so much better when coupled with caring. Mutual giving made the act of love special and sweet and added to the sensual pleasure. It was heightened by a sense of trusting each other, you and your partner’s intimately sharing of deepest self. She arose and slipped on a light robe over her nude form. She was still trim in her petite figure. . I also don’t want to have to make those annual trips to Kansas City and to Nashville with milk cans full of our best. What do you think, Barney?”I smiled at my sister’s husband, and said, “I’m for it as long as I still get a little to taste at the house.”That broke my sister up. She said, “Mr. Straight and Narrow has found that he likes the special blend that goes into Beck’s Best.”I asked Burt, “Will this give you that much more income? You guys work hard to make what we sell, and it’s always. Honest. All I know for sure is that we've lost communication with them. I don't even know where they were headed; I wasn't given that information." How's Mom?" Don't you have to know First Aid in Boy Scouts? If you had to guess what was going on with her, what would you say?" I'd say she was in shock," Trent answered decisively."And, you'd be right." Mitch smiled, proudly. "So, what do you suggest we do?" Since she's in shock from an emotional trauma, not a physical one, I'm not really sure. I.