."Carole Ann, stop that ... I'm getting up and the last thing I need from you is a woody ... I have to pee ... and I don't need you licking my chin. C...arole Ann ... you need a SHAVE?"Damn, damn, damn, damn, DAMN! A very cute bobcat kit had climbed on my chest and head-butted my chin.Feed ME!I had so hoped that the weird dream was just that ... the product of a State Park driftwood beach fire burning underdone hotdogs and too many Girl Scout S'mores.It was that too ... but the all too real. He stood her in front of him and took hold of the hem of her dress and slowly began to lift it, all the time asking for her to "say the magic words" while she defiantly shook her head. At this point the dress was as far up as it would go exposing her bra and panties to the room and still she refused to apologise so he leant behind her and pulled down the zip and pulled the dress completely off. The rest of the room went wild as she stood there in just her high heeled shoes and underwear in. Face-to-face for the first time at the weekend, “Morning Amy.”“Morning!” Effervescent as always and her bright eyes twinkled for him. Her lustrous brown hair dappled by the morning sun, “Ready?”“Absolutely,” and Jack reciprocated her welcoming smile.“Amy? You’ve done something with your hair, it looks great. Really suits you.”“Aw, thank you.”Lunch in the coolbag, he grabbed the case. The letterbox clattered when the front door shut.-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-He snored; he always snored after a. His pleased smile lit up the night, and she slipped in the car."Jack," she said when he got in the driver's side, "My place please. No one else is home."20:45 Friday, August 16th, 1991 28910 Matadero Creek Lane Los Altos Hills, CA 94022The conversation on the way home was exploratory, Deb thought. Kostowe was curious about Deb's family, and she about his. She was completely surprised at how deeply it affected her to talk about her parent's deaths again, after all the years that had passed."My.