" I know where Copenhagen is, Gail." The printer against the wall whirred into action. He got up and walked over to it."And then, six months ago, she ...just showed up again. She told me that she didn't have a place to stay, and so I let her move in with me. I could afford an apartment now, and I had an extra bedroom, and so I didn't really mind, because most nights, she didn't even come home. But I was never really around, either ... not during the days, you know? I really only SAW her once a. I was deeply conflicted. I felt awful for betraying Lauren, especiallyin front on Celia, and I wanted to make it up to her desperately. Butwhat was I to do? Should I sit at the table? I knew that I shouldfight against Celia's ideas about what made a "proper" bimbo-doll, butthe thought of of sitting at the table with the two women becameincreasingly intimidating. It didn't help that Natasha had immediatelykneeled next to Celia when Celia sat down.I was busy for a while bringing salads,. Lucky for him, he's not been included in the message I'm about to send,so he will be able to stop himself crossdressing.Eventually.*****The whole family is in the kitchen, helping to make breakfast.My main target is not yet 40, and is wearing a muscle shirt that actuallyshows off his muscles and a pair of sweat bottoms. His wife is about thesame age, and wearing a simple sundress that flatters her nicely. Theyhave two kids, a boy and a girl, both in their teens, and currentlywearing pjs.For a. And Stamp says: ?I?ve just won the football pools and if more people hadmore money a lot more of this sort of thing would goon.? Not the precise dialogue, but you get the drift. Well, I didn?t win the?pools? as the British call them. I did much, much better. My name is Pat Wynn ? awfulpun, I know, but you could say I had a big ?Wynn? ? and I?m 40, busty,brown-haired and they reckon I?m very attractive. I?m big, but I?m all inproportion, big thighs, big butt, big mouth, BIGappetite. You get the.