I apologize for my fevered brain leaving friends and notables out in a part one I hope I do better this time. Anyone who wants to have a dinner at FM ...come to my house for a duck dinner - you bring the duck! I apologize if anyone who thinks they should be here and isn't - but the room will only hold so many people!)Another Dinner at FictionmaniaBy EricThere were the usual pickets outside carrying signs, Like 'SAVE ARCHIE', 'FINISH ARCHIE AND BETTY' or 'Anne-Mal is a SLACKER!'Mindy had excused. As I stood facing the table he knelt behind me and gently spread my legs wide. Having done this he took some soft cords and bound my ankles to the table legs. Having done this he placed his hand softly between my shoulder blades and firmly but slowly pushed me forward so I was bent over the table. He walked around to the other end of the table and took my hands, stretched my arms out in front of me and fastened them to the corners of the table. He stepped back and smiled, pleased with his work.. " Tory? Who's Tory?" Janet looked around the room as if she was expecting a genie to magically appear."I am," Tory spoke up, standing straighter and crossing her arms over her chest."Oh, what a cute little name for a cute little person! What are you, dear, the cleaning lady or the visiting nurse? Well, Mitch won't be needing your services while I'm around!"Tory remained calm in the presence of this intruder; Mitch began to lose his cool. Having Janet around was making his head and arms throb in. The food was excellent. My Dad was doing the barbecuing, and Owen added some well seasoned hickory chips to the charcoal that really spiced up the taste along with my sauce. The men poured the ale, and I had a sip, but that was all. We all enjoyed ourselves enormously.At the first scent of cooking meat, the cats joined us, but stopped a respectful distance on sensing my Father who was doing the cooking. They eventually came over to sit next to me, and they would ‘meow’ pitifully to see if they.