I start my holiday time this Wednesday, and could leave after supper, that way I should miss most of the heavy traffic. Now I don't want you to plan a...nything special just because I am coming to visit, Mother!" Oh, I won't dear, it will be a joy just to see you again. You know it's been over two years since we spent Christmas together. I hate the idea of you spending it alone because of that damn husband of yours!" Ex-husband mother, his choice, not mine, so I do what I can to move on. Please. I went back to the driver's side and got the keys from under the mat on the passenger side, and cranked it up. It started with the first turn and sat and rumbled. I gassed it and it was so quiet I had to put my head outside to hear the engine. Damn, this thing was quiet and powerful, I thought. It rocked from side to side as I gassed it. I shut it down and closed the hood, then headed to the back to close the trunk. That's when I noticed the other car sitting in the far stall. I almost laughed. Themovie ended with Fred confessing his lust for the woman and his udder disgustfor Jessica. The computer continued to play each of the remaining movies.They were all basically the same. The woman each one was a differentincarnation of Fred?s wet dreams, one was a teacher, another was a high poweredbusiness woman, another was the atypical soccer mom type, next came thecheerleader and the last one was a very dark black woman from the ghetto, wouldgive the same sympathy type of speech to Fred.. "Lots more." Listen, Julie, I'm spent right now," he said. "I don't think I have enough energy to pull my pants up, let alone--" Make. More. Donuts," she said. "Now."There was something in her voice that chilled Arnie right to the bone. She had been a gymnast in high school, and she had muscular arms that were intimidating. She seemed to have gotten bigger, too, which made her even more intimidating."Uh, okay," Arnie said, sliding off the table, then bending down to pull his pants up. "I guess.