She asked me how long I had been on the road. I told her and she said she bet it got lonely out here. I told her it did but I had several couples like...her and her husband that I met with when I was in their areas and that made it better. I could tell that piqued her interest and she asked if they were older white couples like her and John and I told her they were. She asked if we just had dinner together or if there was more to it. I told her it was usually couples needing to add some "variety". I went back to the Grimoire. Of course plasm vibration was mentioned there, but almost as an aside. One had to control the vibration in frequency and dimension, to achieve repeatable results. The spell manipulations, when executed precisely, achieved that control, but there were no instructions on how to vary these vibrations. I could only conclude that like higher-level spells, this was taught in a different grimoire.The next day started well. The hero worship was dying down, although more. ‘That’s way more than necessary.’ Tommy held the door for her and she slid into the car. ‘I’ve done what he’s doing, and it isn’t easy,’ he said. ‘Besides, he was the best waiter I’ve ever seen.’ ‘It’s your money, I guess,’ Karen said. Tommy drove out of the parking lot, turned down Main Street and drove past a line of car lots. ‘You know,’ he mused, ‘I wouldn’t mind having a pickup like that one there.’ He indicated a bright red 4 X 4 with lots of shiny chrome accessories. ‘No reason you can’t. " I don't believe cool is a word that'd describe any of them," I proceeded to carry the snacks over to her tiny coffee table. I then dropped straight back onto her couch. She just managed to pull her ankles out from where my butt was going."Nah, they're all pretty great," Harriet disagreed. She had muted her episode but the subtitles were still running and she was reading those rather than looking at me, "I was kind of hoping I could get you to give Matty the fucking he's needed for years. But.