He had Edie dummy up a commercial which starts with a picture of Bill Gates above the slogan “Worry!” and then morphs into a picture of Alfred E. ...Newman above the slogan “What, Me Worry?” He wants to use the slogan for the operating system. He wants the slogan of the University to be “What, Me Worry?” in Latin.Have I mentioned that Andrew is peculiar? Because Mad is now owned by a large corporation they might be amenable to selling us the use of their images. I think the truth is that Andrew is. I do. I can't deny that. But in all honesty, I can't put a word on it. Friend - yes you are, but its more than that. Fantasy - yes, but that isn't quite right either. Love - yes, in my own way. I love when you are near and being that I never know when you are coming or for how long, of course, I will drop everything. So where was I? Yes, we make plans for the next evening. Twenty Four hours of anticipation. We have never had sex and the thought excites me. However, given our history, I am not. She grinned and nodded her understanding. She cleared her throat. Then sniggered anew. Finally, she could talk. "It concerns a woman's dreams of her old lovers. Especially those that were built partially like donkeys and who could cast their seed like a great stallion." She finished this with an exaggerated flourish of the hand as if sewing seeds far and wide. "And she remembers fondly having her young breasts played with," she added. "As we all do." "Oh," was about all I managed.I may. A few minutes later, I returned, wearing a bathing suit. I stood next to the chair across from Katie's and took my shirt off. Throwing it on the chair, I walked up to the side of the pool and jumped in, the water surrounding me. Surfacing, I wiped the water from my face and waved for Katie. "C'mon, Katie, join me!"She smiled and stood up from her chair. She was wearing a two piece bikini that showed off her body nicely. The top was gripping to her tits, and the bottoms complemented her long,.