"Earl opened the door and climbed into the cab and started up the truckand backed up then headed down the road.Susan said, "I forgot to ask him what h... did."Regina said, "I can write the directions down to his house and alsowrite his number down for you."Susan said, "That would be wonderful and right now I just want to befriends with him."Regina said, "Dear, he would be honored I am sure."As they were leaving Donald said, "I thought you said you weren'tplaying matchmaker."Regina said, "I am not. “What are you two trouble makers up to?”“What, us?” Chrissy said, feigning shock.I laughed.“Yes, you!”“Oh, nothing really.” Jennifer said conspiratorially.“Oh really?” I asked.“Yeah, just a little shopping.” she replied with a wink“Like what?”“Oh, I don’t know. We stopped at this store and picked up a couple of things.” She replied.“Such as?”“Chrissy, should we show him?” Jennifer asked, looking at her roommate.“Oh, I guess.” She replied with a grin before jumping off the bed and running out of. That’s it.) Is making love like making a table or a chair? Do you see a block of wood, sand out the roughness, cut off the pieces you don’t want, and produce a Stradivarius violin? Or is it more like a recipe, with ingredients carefully measured and added? Must it simmer, boil, or freeze? How long does it have to bake, and at what temperature? Do I have all the ingredients, in the right proportions? Am I supposed to have all the ingredients, or will the person I make love with be the one to. No, the other bitch my gangbang slut of a sister referred to was the one with her now, the one still being escorted between the two big black studs that held him by either arm. Our dad. Only, he wasn't quite our dad anymore. Jayne had made some fairly sizable changes to his appearance. She had shaved his legs, something I could see because he was now dressed in a very short mini-skirt, short enough that the lace tops of his thigh high stockings were visible and even a little of the skin above..