"No way," her horrified 6-year old son replied. Daddy would never wear that!" The captain said, "Please, ladies, stroll around the pool three times so...our gentlemen friends can fully appreciate all aspects of your feminine beauty." The stroll began with Ann in the lead followed by Phyllis, then Sandy, and three others. Sandy never thought of herself as an exhibitionist but on the other hand, she was competitive. She wanted to win. Sandy found herself showing off in ways that might not be. Divine deliciousness! By the time we were done, I wasn't in need ofblusher. I was spellbound. I enjoyed these wonderful feelings well into the night. As I scrubbed myface before leaving I fixed Shauna with the most serious look I couldmanage. "Look, Shauna," I said, "I'm having so much fun hanging out withyou. But, please, when your Dad comes home you have to stop calling meHolli!" "Oh, but," she simpered "I already told Daddy about Lizzie's new friendHolli. It's all good! Did I screw up, or. “Yes, that’s us,” Vicky acknowledged.“Hi I’m Father Williams,” he said stepping into the room. Scott and Vicky introduced themselves. “Your daughter is receiving the liver transplant?”“Yes, she is, her name is Abby.”“And you are?” Father Williams asked looking at Dan and Karen, then he recognized Dan.“We are Dan and Karen Hayward, Brad’s parents. And this is our wife Wendy Hayward and Tina Hamilton-Hayward.”He shook all their hands and noticed Wendy’s slight baby bump, “How far along are. “It’s an orgasm.”I almost found my way through my own maroon mist and to the yellow light at that moment.We continued on, me bullshitting my way, she interpreting every painting as being about sex. Was she a cruel mirage? A ghost that haunted the gallery, coaxing erections from patrons? Or just some cray little nymph who got her kicks this way?We sat on some leather seats. I saw the security guard leave the room. I was gesturing towards the first painting again.“Yes, I think I can see the point.