’ She laughed again. ‘I’ll have to look this Katy person up on the Internet. Maybe I could be a star if they ever bring back cowboy movies again....’ ‘That’s not beyond the realm of possibility … you being a star I mean. I’m not so sure about them bringing back the old westerns though. But … you never know.’ We talked for a while as the ice was being resurfaced. She knew about my problems at home, but didn’t pry. I didn’t ask her about her failed marriage either. I didn’t want to spoil the mood.. Melinda's whole front was pressed against the right side of Sandra's body. Sandra liked how Melinda had placed her arm on her tummy, and that Melinda's hand was almost touching her left breast. However, the most interesting feeling came from much lower. Melinda had moved her right leg over Sandra's and her upper thigh was pressed against Sandra's pussy.Sandra couldn't help but smile while she thought about the fact that this was now the second day in a row that she was waking up in bed with. When I opened the door, I felt the rush of memories come swirling back to me as I recalled the countless nights I spent reading, watching television, and writing. There was something different however. After I put my bags down in my closet, I looked over at my desk and saw that my mother’s music box was sitting near the edge with a note attached to it. I brushed my hand over it and realized that it was caked in dust. I wonder when she put it here. To have this dust on it, it had to have been. "What league is she in that I am not Ash?" I dated you Gaby... figure it out." Ashley said with a sly smile spreading across her lips."WHAT!!" Gaby said with her eyes wide."Gotcha' sweetie." Ashley said and kissed her on the cheek and turned to leave to go find her wife.Out of my league Gaby thought and smiled. She got it.The woman in black strolled by again and Gaby stopped her."Listen... ahh... nice dress. You get it from Marty's?" No," the woman replied smugly, "from Paris... Paris, France.