”“I’m glad you’re here,” I said. “I know Kara needs you.”Nancy smiled, “No, she needs you, Steve. She needed you even before she knew ...ho you were. I’m here to see my granddaughter and help any way I can.”May 31, 1988, Chicago, Illinois“Three kids! By three different girls! Wow!” Frederick laughed when I told the Katsaros family about my new daughter.“Don’t get any ideas!” Anne-Marie cautioned her son. “Steve has VERY special circumstances.”“Steve, you have to clue me in on how this works!” he. Our love making has always been adventurous. Taboos, like our bodies, were fair game. The one life we have should not be restricted by misgivings. If it can be thought, then why not experience it, even if it is to say; That is not for me.Time is usually the governing factor, but when it is not a major contributor of boundaries and nothing else is there to prevent total immersion, anything can, and often does happen. On those occasions, we may start out with a role playing fantasy only to finish. I sat with Bec and put my arm around her and we sat there doing nothing for a little while. Bec wasn’t talking and I didn’t have anything to say so we sat there doing nothing but hanging out together.Then Liz and her father turned up. This time Bec didn’t freak out so that was good. Liz and her father hugged Bec hello and then they hugged me hello and we sat down to talk except that Bec still wasn’t talking so it was mostly me and Liz and Mr George – that’s Mr Davidson but he told me to call. I too was uncertain how to start with. But there was a magnetic power between us that we enthralled each other the way want. The ‘enigma’ was playing and the moon was smiling and the candle was flickering and the fragrance of jasmine wafted along by the intense desire to clash each other and we stood by the window like the shadow of The Kiss of Gustave Klimt. I smelt her, the perfume of the heavens! I touched her, the poem of simplicity! She was rose and tender lips soft, the red mushroom of.