It amused me a lot. They had fun picking the T-shirts out and I had more fun watching them have fun. I even liked the Tee’s colours! But, I wasn’t... as happy when eagle-eyed Addison spotted a furniture shop and steered us to it.“No!” I objected. Shopping for someone else was fun. Shopping for myself was a struggle. I couldn’t decide what I liked or didn’t.“You said you want to change the furniture in your study,” Addison reminded me. “They might have nice things in here.”Both Addison and Julia. ” Ed was really impressed. Although he occasionally had meatloaf, it was not a meal that he ordered often. This particular meatloaf could easily become an exception.Linda replied, “I’ll tell him you like it.”After Linda left, Ed started eating his meal. Of course, the sides were mashed potatoes with gravy and Broccoli. Someone, somewhere, was going to have to stop that trend of having Broccoli as side dish. While there are some individuals that like Broccoli, having it every time you ate out. She can see bewilderment swirling within his deep-blue pools and part of her is satisfied. Satisfied that it’s not just her feeling it.“What I want is to fuck you,” he murmurs like it’s some sort of epiphanic declaration. “Christ, how I wanna fuck you...but there seems to be...I don’t know...something more to you than just a fuck.”This time her smile is visible but his face remains stolid, eyes narrowing slightly. It’s like his mind is fighting desperately to counter the move his body wants to. "Wait a minute, you're going about this all wrong!" said the new Dharma, sitting up in bed. "The real power in this country lies not with judges or prosecutors, but with rich swine like my parents. Didn't you know - they own most of the lumber mills, mindlessly cutting down irreplaceable forests?"The new Greg and her new mother looked at the new Dharma.Desperately, 'Dharma' went on. Her delightfully new and erotic pleasures at being Dharma wouldn't be nearly as much fun if she thought she was.