You're like a fourteen year old, still."?"And there's nothing, NOTHING funnier than a man who's pouting because he can't get any." ?Gretchen laughed. ...You just strut around looking miserable like you're going to have a tantrum, and I'm just fascinated by that. ?I was telling some of the guys on the film site about it, they thought it was hilarious."??My face had burned as I continued the scrubbing.??All the guys Gretchen worked on her film projects with were tall athletic types, and I was a. She got up and walked towards the restrooms.“Steve,” Anna said quietly, “you can see her. If she comes out and doesn’t come back to the table, please say something.”“Sure. How much can you share?”“She and I were really close in High School, but then she got sick and I had real trouble dealing with her illness. We lost touch when I went to Chicago, but when I moved back, I decided to look her up. I got over my ignorance about mental illness and did my best to restore our friendship. Her mom and. “Oh, you know, I was a mortgage banker, I loved and still miss my work.”She could see his cock stirring in his pants, and he adjusted it and then reached back into his pocket and brought out a pair of handcuffs. Thick, expensive, cop-style cuffs. He took her hands in his and put them on her. The clicking of the locks was loud in the silent kitchen, it vibrated through her as she felt the cool steel close on her wrists. She wanted to move, to flinch, to escape, and didn’t want to. Like with the. I got up and went over to the couple, and said, “While you’re messing with Medicaid for this guy, I have Federal Law Enforcement insurance to pay for treatment. Come to me next so that I can get out of here. The man said, “What makes you so special? All these people need our help.”I smiled at the man and walked out of the ward. I could see the sign that said Emergency Treatment Waiting Room. Wanda, Fran, and Tom, the Deputy in Charge were at the desk in front trying to get some information. I.