She was very happy. She only stopped every day because I kept her van running at parts only, my cost. So with four it was better for her. We ate in th...e office, Sandy was wearing the coveralls today and Karen had a dress. Laura was trying to be happy. ‘Ok, girls. Laura you and Sandy go through the pickup truck from bumper to bumper, Make a list of everythin’ that needs immediate attention, and another for soon attention. I’ll look it over but unless you miss somethin’ I will pass the list to. “It’s decided, then,” said Liya. “I’ll get it if you others will rearrange the living room.”We had a great evening. We played three rounds of Twister, and Rhee, Heather, and I subtly took the marshall job once each so that Civia could enjoy being on the mat for all games. While she didn’t win any of the games, she was smiling and laughing throughout. After Twister, we started playing the YouTube game, but one of the videos caused a long discussion to break out that then led to other topics and. “Are you alright” she asks, watching Emily brush at her leg, now nearly reaching up into her skirt. “Yes,” Emily breaths back, and stops brushing at the thing. Instead, she closes her legs hard together, but squeaks in surprise when her legs are force open by some invisible force. Emily starts to panic, her eyes now franticly searching around the room for help, but she can’t possibly say anything. Helplessly, she places her hand over her neatly trimmed snatch, trying to look. Between us we managed to walk her back to our bungalow. Ben held her while I found the key and got the door open. I think the walk and cold air had sobered her up a little and she was now walking better and had her eyes open. As we entered the hall she said she was still feeling very woozy and would go and put her nightie on. I motioned to Ben to go in the lounge and followed him in as Lisa made her way to the bedroom.Ben settled on a comfy chair and I sat opposite on our large sofa. Quietly so.