I'll get the studio set up. You two will need to think about outfits and props. Now, I'm off to bed.” I left them looking at each other and Stan wit... a big smile on his face. I didn't sleep particularly well. Anticipation they call it! Ooo00oooI was at Uni nice and promptly next morning to get the studio booked. I rang Sally to tell her we were all set up and checked with her she was OK with what Stan had planned, and me being involved. “Well it was a bit sudden, but since you've seen my bits. We'll just have to cope." I know," Amanda sighed, and then looked over her shoulder before walking up to her brother. She leaned in and gave him a brief kiss, fighting the urge to wrap her arms around him and hold on tight. "I love you," she whispered."I love you, too. Go to work."Amanda nodded and turned to walk back down the stairs. She knew he was right, but it didn't make the thought of restraining her feelings for the next few days any easier."What is it, Aunt Emily?" Amanda asked as she. He doesn’t want to face up to the fact that there’s anything wrong with him. His days are numbered if you ask me.”“It could happen to any of us,” said Irving. “We’re just men after all. We’re not supposed to last very long at anything we do.”A melancholy silence filled the room as Eliza, LaShaun, and Renee entered the church basement at the same time. They didn’t seem as happy and light-hearted with each other as they did before, as though the entire group had been menaced that evening by. She had just finished the dishes 30 minutes ago wearing sweat pants and a t-shirt, now she was wearing a low cut shirt, a short blue jean skirt, and those knee high fuck me brown boots that I love so much. "Wonder who that is?", I said to her as she walked out. "It's probably just Jimmy, why don't you let him in and tell him to get comfortable while I finish getting ready." Ready for what, what the hell is going on? "Jimmy is here to fuck my brains out, remember?" Beth said innocently. I.