Oh, my. This is wonderful stuff, Sue.
And the teasing back and forth while they both fought to stay in control made me feel all sorts of wonderful WAFFs.
In the next room Clark laid wide-eyed on the sofa, staring at the nighttime shadows on the ceiling.
Oh, yeah. He heard her alright. Now, what is he going to do about it?
Please come back with part 2 soon,
BJ
