"Mind if I join you?" he asked."Please do," she answered. She asked, "Are you from here?"He said, "Yes. My family settled in San Antonio back in 1860 ...when a grandfather fell in love and married a pretty little saloon girl."She smiled. "My family has lived in San Antonio for generations, too. My grandmother, back in 1860, owned a saloon with her husband."They talked for a while and exchanged phone numbers. That was a first for each of them. They parted ways and she got back home. She went to her. Nobody would be fooled, but it would be difficult to turn us down.The strangest situation surrounded my wedding.I discussed plans with my Mother. We talked about family. We talked about my Father's business contacts and some of the things we could do to accommodate that many of them.She mentioned all the various pre-wedding events she thought would be appropriate.I considered eloping.What we did not talk about were my ideas for my fairy tale. I realized the reason was I hadn't thought about. She then hugged her new boobs as best she could."Nice," she purred. "Now, I have something for you." What?" Marie exclaimed. "Really? You didn't need to do that." Oh, I do need to do this," she said, reaching into her tote bag. "It's important to our family that we keep some semblance of structure." I don't know what you mean," Marie, who began pulling on her peasant's blouse, said with a shake of her head."You will," Joanna said, opening her hand.Marie stared at it, jaw agape, not caring she. " Touchy, aren't we?" Tami, my darling. We came home early and discovered that your mother had decided to go to Wenatchee for the weekend. We have the house to ourselves on a Saturday night. Just you and me..." And Big Tony," she added, raising then lowering herself on my pole."Just you and me," I repeated. "We are here in your room, making a connection. And..." We're connected all right," she said, moving up and down on Big Tony again."AND right now, Cody is not part of that connection." It.