..you always win those fights.I shake my head and try to refocus my attention on something I'm unfamiler with. My feelings.What, exactly, are my feeli...gs? I love her. I know that. I love her very...much. I know that, too. Another thing I know is that I am completely terrified of making love with Lisa.Ah. The crux.You see, in order to have a fully functioning adult relationship, you have to have sex. I mean, it's not a requirement or anything, but it does help. And it wasn't that I was a. She managed to move it over to her bed without incident, but when she picked it up to set it on top somehow bumped the pendant with her hand on the way up and then had it bump against her chest as she heaved it onto the bed. After cursing quite colorfully for several minutes she took several deep breaths and then vowed to be much more cautious and aware of her movements in the future. Luckily most of her clothes were dirty so she just threw them in the hamper, but there were a few knick-knacks. " said Debbie, "As difficult as it is to fit a firmgirdle like these to a display torso, it's even worse trying to put oneon yourself!"I was quite surprised that Debbie actually wore a girdle, because shewas very slim and didn't seem to need any "assistance" with her figure.She seemed to be reading my mind at that moment, because she told methen that Doris expected her sales staff to look properly groomed, andthat meant wearing a girdle at all times.Just then, Doris and Dianne came up to see. One stated their business and hurried away, knowing she would handle whatever it was. In this case, with her boss in a hospital bed and me having command and control, she had no choice but to cooperate.And boy did she come through.“Mr. Burger, at Agriculture is a bit of a loose cannon,” she spoke softly but looked me directly in the eye. This was no shrinking violet. “Secretary Burger may not know it, Mr. Vice President, but the President intends to replace him quite soon.” Stacy paused to.