”My chest grows tight and I shake my head. “I’m not going to leave you like this to go to a ball.”He gives me a squinty-eyed stare. “You’r... going to let an old man die without even trying to fulfill his last wish?”“But—”“I see, I see. No respect for your elders.” He turns his head on the pillow, but I can still see the corner of his smile. “Do you know if the lass you loved ever married?”I feel the floor fall away from beneath me, and I’m grateful that I’m already sitting down. I don’t respond. Scott walked out of the bathroom wearing the goofy pointed shoes, and the lower half of his costume.Connie's sister wolf-whistled when Scott walked in the kitchen."I've got a problem," he said."Oh, my," Mrs. Mendoza said."The coat's too small." Connie," the sister said, "give me a dollar so I can stuff it in his g-string." Donnita!" Constance Mendoza said, slapping at her sister's hand. "Hector has a green t-shirt that might work. I don't think 'Chippendale's Elf' is going to work for the. Victoria's head rolled slightly, to one side and the left corner of her mouth pulled up, into the crooked little grin she loved. A grin appeared, validating Victoria's confidence in the delivery of Ryan's pleasure. Smooth touch on Victoria's lower legs was soothing and exciting as Ryan inched upward to her knees, touching the insides of both through the sheet, fingertips dragging lightly along the surface, energy flowing, passion growing.Victoria loved Ryan's touch. She felt gentleness. May the better girl win and may they both give us all a damned good show!" Ave Caesar!" muttered Lisa to Rosanne as she prepared to do battle. She knew she would never back down and guessed 10343 felt the same."Sorry?" answered Hatchet-Face."Morituri te salutant!" answered Lisa. "I'll explain later, Ma, am!" Well - whatever! Just keep out of range as much as you can at first. Her reach is a bit longer. Let her get tired before you really get going on the close stuff. And good luck!"And then the.