" Before we do," Lisa spoke up, "would it be possible to have one other parent here, just so that there's not the hint of impropriety until this legal... mess is over." I think that's a fair request," stated Beth. "I have some time off coming to me. Maybe we could all sign up for one day. My schedule's very flexible at work so I can do tomorrow." Now, it has to be with the understanding that Lisa and the other parent will be nude," added Cathy Ackerman. "And the kids will too. Like I said, I want. "Why not one Parisian couple in a thousand who have sex every year on the Champs Elysees knows what they're named for!" If everyone is finished whining and beating his breast... " Every eye turned to the gorgeous Aphrodite and few were the gods or goddesses that didn't gape at the celestial figure whose divine mammaries inspired anything but beating. When she was sure everyone was paying attention, the Goddess of Love stepped forward. "These are the lamest (no offense, Hephaestus, darling). I didn’t want to poison that relationship for her by getting her in the habit of trashing Barb.“I promise, I’ll get a dog if I ever start thinking about taking Barb back,” I said dryly.She chuckled and then cuddled in closer. I hugged her from behind and whispered that I was looking forward to having her visit in the summer. We stayed like that for a little while longer and then she sighed. “We really should get up,” she commented. “I’m going with Cecilia today and she said she was starting. I have all of them in first editions and have read them at least half a dozen times."The Blanchards were the husband and wife team in his books. Tom was a pastor in a small Southern town where his wife Edith managed to stumble across dead bodies every which way she turned. Grandpa had written the final and thirty-fifth book for them a year and a half before he was diagnosed with Alzheimer's."He got a kick out of me using Edie Blanchard as my pen name for my romance novels."He stared at me..