Especially the one who just had a baby!”“Mom, I paid for a babysitter so she could come to the party. She needs friends. We’re her friends. If y...ou want to make a scene in front of everyone, go right ahead. My friends will see you for exactly what you are. You’ll look mean and nasty, and my friends will love me even more.”“Well, your sister is going to her room because I won’t have her around those girls.”“No, she’s not. Not only did Dad approve of her coming to the party, but he approved her. I’m Paige, Paige Turner.” She opened the door wide and stepped backwards. “Are you the local ‘Welcome Wagon?’” she asked with a smile. The official Welcome Wagon was a book of coupons that had been dropped in their mailbox by the local real estate developer’s association.Georgia followed her inside. “God, no! I’m just trying to be neighborly. Here, I brought this over for you.” Georgia handed Paige the bottle of wine. “I took a chance on this. It’s a nice chardonnay, but if you like reds, I can. What are your expectations of him this week-end?’ ‘I don’t understand. I thought it was obvious.’ ‘Perhaps it’s obvious to you, but it is not at all clear to me. We talked in general terms about what you expected, but did you intend for those women to just have their way with him?’ Jon felt small and insignificant as he knelt there in front of them while they talked about him like he was a pet. He was also amazed to realize that his cock was straining in his plastic sleeve. Was he really that. A truck clattered along. 'Oz' put out his thumb but it kept on going. "Fucking Spaniards," he muttered, "fucking mug!" he said to himself.John had never piloted a floatplane in his life. When taxiing it pitched and rolled like a boat that was far too top heavy. Unlike a landplane, control was sluggish because of the resistance of the water. He turned slowly into the wind and wound open the engine. The radial roared and spray flew up in a wide arc over the cockpit. At last it began to speed up.