Once more I thanked my lucky stars that Penny and I had hooked up. We'd been friends forever before we discovered that our attraction was much more th...n merely platonic."Do you want to be a poet?"I looked up from my latest magnum opus to see the speaker. Penny moved behind me and began reading over my shoulder. Hurriedly I covered the poem that I'd been working on. Too late."Do you want to be my string? You could be anything. Do you want to be the lover of another? Undercover? You could even be. A mother will do anything to protect her young, and my children are everything to me." Then you should have thought of that." She turned to her husband. "I'll deal with you later." Turning back to Alison she added. "And it is only your word against ours."This time Alison Jones's laugh was whole-hearted. "Oh Evelyn, Evelyn. You misjudge me if you think I would make such a threat without something to back it up." She turned to Donald Cresswell. "I really am sorry Donald but I'm afraid I stored. ................................................................I began crying again the minute I walked in Linda's door she sat me downand produced a bottle of wine. Once I had calmed enough, I began to tellher the story right from the start. She listened nodded asked questionsat the right time and let me go on until we were up to tonight."He really is a snake that man wish I had realised it sooner and you knowthere is something else about him not sure what it is but his lifestylethe car the. Dressing down as if she trying to hide anything that would give away what she was up to. She made sure that even her makeup was very demure. This was very important because on the inside she was a nervous wreck. The Babb's side of her brain was becoming more and more dominant.She woke up thinking about sex. She had what she thought was a normal sex drive but it was out of neutral and into first gear.The wheels never stopped turning no matter what activity she was involved in. Even in church on.