. Dad’s hands were now loose and feeling mine and baby’s naked bodies….so warm…so gentle…so wonderful….there is just nothing like the firs... time….ever.I woke up the next morning, in my own bed facing baby. We were holding hands, and began to giggle. She whispered: (“…did ‘we’ just have the best dream of our lives!”) I said: (“….how could we both have the same wonderful dream?”)___I have to go now. More to the story is starting tonight. It’s Saturday and tonight baby will sleepover again. Dad. Odd, but the lawyer didn’t question doing as he requested without looking at Risa for confirmation.“Being investment bankers, you are well aware that before selling any property, you must settle all debts against the property before the sale can proceed,” he said as his smile now showed perfectly straight, blindingly white teeth. “According to tax records and liens filed with the court against said property, you each own two hundred, eight-three-thousand, sixteen hundred three Euros in sales. " My voice dropped to an involuntary whisper, "... wouldn't?"Then, after a pregnant pause, I continued. "I guess you wouldn't, would you? Such a shame though to waste something like that."Jean is often pronounced 'Jeen', as in, 'I'd like to get into her jeans." Alas, Jean could also be pronounced 'Zhon', as in Jean Valjean, the protagonist of the book this Zhon had asked for."No," he said with a smile, "I guess I wouldn't. But you never will either; she's a lesbian." How do you know?" I. One by one, the others all began expressing their discontent. Forest Law, Hwoarang, Yoshimitsu, Brian Fury, Anna Williams, Julia Chang and the rest, all throwing challenges. Some polite, some downright rude, but all intended to get me in the ring.I guess that’s the point, I observed as I spun in a bewildered circle, feeling a little overwhelmed. Taking a deep breath, I opened my mouth. “ALRIGHT!” I shouted at the top of my lungs. The haranguing ceased at once. I flung a finger at Julia. “You.