Stepping back, she took a defense posture waiting for the door to slowly swing open.When the door had swung open, it revealed a young oriental man twe...nty-five years of age standing in the hallway. He looked over at the defensive posture of Ling and smiled at her. With a crooked grin and a wink of his eye, he pointed at her and said, “Delicious.”Her posture became even more aggressive, but Ed noticed a slight trembling in her hands. Ling said, “Do you know this man?”“No, but he’s safe,” answered. Her body felt so alive, more than it ever had before. Tingles of excitement soared through her from head to toe.”13 October 2003 Happy Birthday to me!”_“My Dearest Darling Daniel,”“I know that your heart is heavy with sadness right now this Christmas Eve.” Dan’s voice began to crack his chin trembled with raw emotion as he held back tears to read Laura’s letter. He had read it over about a thousand times, knowing every word by heart. He read every word as if it were for the first time.“I woke. " Gwen took my hand, leading me inside, continuing to hold my hand as she dragged me to the first floor master bedroom. Okay, perhaps 'dragged' inaccurately conveys reluctance on my part to accompany her. The bedroom was dim, windows covered with room-darkening drapes. The gas fireplace offered the only illumination, its flames giving an erotic glow to Gwen's body. I reached for Gwen and again I was lost in her lips, my hands traveling over the idyllic body I'd lusted over, seemingly forever.. So what is it?'"I said it was probably the time when the girl reaches puberty and starts to change physically. It's the time a girl wants her mother to hug her and to hold her and to tell her there will still be life after Charley or Joe or whomever. That's probably what a mother loves, too. Right?"She wants to have a young girl confiding in her and telling her all her hopes and fears and dreams. She wants to hold the girl tightly and smell the fragrance of youth. She wants to kiss her on the.