" Going to be a cold night," I said, listening to the wind. "I'll get in some more firewood.By the time I split some and returned with an armload, the... daughter was in bed with her back to the room and her mother sat at the table, brushing her hair and wearing a long nightshirt of linsey-woolsey."Aren't your feet cold?" I asked, looking at her bare toes.She smiled and brushed while I built up the fire. I came and sat beside her, our hips touched."She's a sound sleeper," the woman said, nodding. She let out a sigh of relief. “It is very common for women to have...fantasies about...doing..this…“I´ve read that article too..” she interrupted, stuffing the envelope into a coat pocket. She could see that it was the tall balding man from her failed job interview. What in the world has she gotten herself into?Marie was 29 that winter and her life stood still. A spinster or even a thorn-back. Maybe she aimed too high. It had been months since she had had a date and that had been a minor. " Valerie waited a few heartbeats before casually asking, "Would you like a closer look?" Lucy chewed on her lip again. "Would it be okay if we just look? Or would that be rude?" At this type of even it is quite alright and even expected. Protocol is changed by circumstance." Lucy knew in a part of her mind that things were progressing both within and without her that she didn't understand. Would her curiosity let her stop? When Valerie looked her in the eye to ask if she wanted a closer look,. I wanted this guy to talk to me about how pretty and hot he thought that I was, but I did it anyway. I suppose that my ladylike sensibilities were offended. At least now I knew how the real girls got treated, in cyber space.I made my way back into Mary and Janet's room. I decided that I wanted to try wearing a dress, for the first time in my life. I removed the skirt and blouse, placing them in somewhat the same place where Mary had discarded them, and went over to their closet. I loved the.