? Irolled off her and opened up with the whole story from adolescence andhow crazy the nails made me. ?I?m pretty sure,? I surmised, ?that I?m soexci...ted by all this because of some of those early experiences.? Allthose years of imaging the hands on my pecker were that of a hot-hornyporn star somehow morphed into MY hot hands on a beautiful woman.We only had one problem now. I had shot my load so fast that Jessica hadbarely gotten any pleasure at all. I knew it and was sorry but in shortorder,. "I turned over. Then it was noon. I shaved and dressed, had juice and bread and was off to the Royal Perth. I got there before one. Rob and Mary were in the waiting room."Hey," said Mary. "He had to see Patrick." I understand. Will they let you in?" Rob, yes; me, no." Tell them you're the grandmother." I couldn't lie on Easter Sunday."Rob was standing there looking foolish. "I'll go in, see if Weena's OK, and come back." I went over to the desk. "I'm Gordy Hollister." Good morning. Weena and. They are truly professional. The name, amateur, only refers to the fact that they are not paid for what they do. They are cool under pressure and know what they are doing. They were exemplary. I was proud to be allowed to help. They didn't know who I was other than another volunteer who was helping. That was what was important. Any community should be thankful for and supportive of the amateur radio operators in their area."A reporter said, "Miss Baylor, who did you ride with yesterday?"She. He tried to look away quickly, but it was pretty obvious at what he had been glaring at. "Pervert" I thought as I grabbed my stuff and went over to a different aisle to continue my shopping. One of my biggest pet peeves with department stores was why they always had to locate the lingerie section near a `main drag' in the store. It's embarrassing enough to stand there with other woman next to you as you pick things out . . . but to feel like the whole world is watching . . ."What is the deal.