"What you need Max?" he asked."Take a good look at my scalp, see if you see anything crawling around up there. I have some terrible itching going on."...arty took a long time looking before he said, "Max you got some kind of critters running around up there." He paused a long time then asked, "What you want to do about it?" I want to stop at a drugstore somewhere and get some poison shampoo and I want to get one of those electric clipper things. You are about to share the ride with a new kind of. His wife was a firm believer in the "Honey Do" list. All she had to do was purr, and he'd be doing!The thirty-minute drive to and from work was his time. There were no interruptions, no demands on his time, and no problems to solve. He could have carpooled, but he didn't want to give up that little slice of freedom.He turned right onto the main road at the end of the exit ramp knowing that he was now six minutes from home unless he got caught in bad sequence of traffic lights. Traffic that. At the end of our first day working together he made a pass at me. I was putting some folders back in one of the file cabinets. He came up behind me, put his strong hands on my shoulders and whispered in my ear that I was irresistibly beautiful. He longed to take me in his arms and kiss me. Then he let his right hand slip to my breast." "What did you do?" "Timmy I almost gave in and let him kiss me, but I didn't. I really did want to be a faithful wife. Instead I pulled his hand away from my. ’ Jason: ‘I don’t think so. Get your ass back in that booth and let’s hang out like the old days now that the entire pack is here.’ I don’t feel like sticking around. In fact, I feel like shit. I don’t usually drink alcohol and now the effect is starting to take over. I haven’t felt this way since my college days. I hate it, not being able to control my motor functions, potentially blacking out—what the hell was I thinking? Then again I wasn’t. Ananda: ‘Are you feeling okay?’ David: ‘I’m fine.’.