It was that way every year, but we were coping with it better. It was the fifth anniversary of Lexi's death. The fifth anniversary of Samantha, Dani, ...ourtney, and I being wounded. We all went to the River and found several others of the extended family there as well. Ross, Monte, Judy, Amber, Pam, Susan, Leonard. They were all the ones closest to Lexi except TK and Nancy. Neither of them were still living in town. Of course Sly and Lily were there, as were the rest of Casa de la Tierra. I was. You’redead meat from my life.” Hanging up the phone, I dialedRodney’s office and when he took my call I explained myproblems to him as gentle as possible, and spoke aboutDudley and Denise being involved.“You’re joking… aren’t you Justine. My God, you’renot. How many times have you and I joked about ourspouses getting it on together? I’m so sorry Justine.Let me call you back tomorrow. Right now I want to gofind Denise and see what she has to. The happy innkeeper watched the line slowly dwindle in front of the two healers seated in a corner of his common room. Their presence for the past week or so had increased his morning and midafternoon business by a significant factor. He was a savvy man, more so than his dead father, ‘Old’ Bart, had been on the farm. The increase in business was enough that he had offered the party of five a free room and had reduced the charge for their meals. He wanted to keep them from relocating to his. "Where is your butt plug?" she asked.The first one I thought of was the small one. "On the bedside table, on top of the... oh! I... I'll get it!" No you won't. You'll stay right here." But-"She slid her fingers from my ass and smacked it lightly. "Stand up and be quiet, dirty girl." Ohh..."I stood and turned around, wondering how to stop her. I didn't get a chance! She held her hand up in front of my face. "Clean my fucking fingers, Shannon," she said, her eyes boring into mine.Thinking she.