Gradually, Naomi’s passion for nature replaced small talk. She showed Anke the favorite white oak Naomi still climbed on occasion. They happily sp...ashed through azure streams, shooing croaking eastern cricket frogs out of the way.As they gamboled through the shallow water, Anke’s sapphire dressed billowed up slightly in the soft summer breeze, revealing shapely calves and ankles. Naomi turned an even deeper shade of pink than before, nearly lavender, and hoped Anke hadn’t noticed. Anke’s. “That’s what you’ve been doing for the last hour?” He picked up his racquet and walked to the baseline. “My serve, right?” “Griff…” Olivia pleaded. “Forget it. I’m fine, really.” Griff flicked his left wrist, sending the racquet spinning into the air in front of him. It rotated in a blur before the handle landed securely in his right mitt. His eyes never left Brock. “You know, my left elbow is flaring up again,” he explained. “I’ll just have to get by with my right hand.” He tossed a ball high. If this works with Danni, I can extend it to Millie when she gets older, if necessary. It will be good for her and allow me time with a `daughter-figure' I was denied with my own daughter. If I buy her anything to bring home, I will have her select things for Robbie and Millie too, so there won't be any sibling rivalry develop."I guess the daughter-figure comment had its effect, because Tracy agreed. She asked Danni if she would like to go with me Friday night rather than to the babysitter, and. .lying on my bed...laid back against several big pillows...I let my mind wander...wondering what your doing...then the phone rings...smiling to myself...i know its you before I even answer...your sexy voice in my ear...as you ask how I am...telling you I am fine...esspally now that I am talking to you. We exchange sweet words and giggles. Our conversation leading to more arousing things...picturing in our minds what each other is doing...your voice getting deeper as you ask me what I am.