The main celebrations, however, were to take place in a special field just north of Lavender Town's graveyard. Every year the town's inhabitants broug...ht in papier- m∞ch≠ tombstones, and installed small hidden speakers to emit any eerie noises that the Tower ghosts didn't feel like supplying, as well as no shortage of fog machines to give it just the right feel. They then brought in the usual carnival trappings like rides and stage performances, not to mention the impossible to win. During my visits with my Mom to her club, I got rather friendly with Tom, who was the son of one of the partners at the club. When we first met, I was just getting to be sixteen, and he was a lean but strong man of about 33. We began to date off and on. He was instantly attracted by my smooth as silk and white as milk skin and curls which cascaded around my shoulders prettily, my long-lashed blue eyes, my full strawberry-hued lips, and my high cheekbones,. My sense of makeup, my long dark. She decided to buy some more seed, since the small packet she had been given did only half her large seedbed, and she really had no idea how many seedlings she would need. She added other items to her growing list, thought about trading Miranda for a fieldhand and wrote an advertisement for the weekly newspaper. Ready money was becoming a problem.With that done, she sat so the sun was over her shoulder and picked up her thick, half-finished novel and lost herself in a confusion of deceptions. "And that's where our fantasy stalled out. After several months of us both talking about it and fantasizing about it, there finally came a chance. When out to dinner with my best friend, Tom, he broke the news to me that he and his wife were getting a divorce. I couldn't believe they were divorcing, but then he said something that turned my frown, up side down.He said, "My wife hasn't given my any sex in almost 3 years, so now that shes given me the green light to see other people, its all.