"I guess you are pretty good at that," he told her."Thanks," she grinned. "I wish all the other guys I did that too were so sweet to me." Your room or...mine?" he asked as they dried off."Yours," she nodded, "you have a bigger bed." Once she passed the threshold into his room, Allison started giggling as she jumped onto his bed. "C'mere and kiss me," she ordered softly and she rubbed the bed next to her."I've never done this before, either," he said as he put his arms around her. The feeling of. With a mischievous grin, Chuck crept up on his oblivious mom. Margaret cried out in shock as Chuck circled her in his strong arms from behind, squeezing her breasts gently.“Mornin’, Mom – or should I say ‘darling’?” he said with a chuckle, kissing her neck.“Chuck!! No!! Let me go!! LET ME GO!!” Margaret squealed in panic, struggling wildly to break free.Chuck released her, putting his hands up defensively. “Ok, ok! Damn! I didn’t mean to scare you. I just wanted to say ‘good morning’. He also needed to tell his best friend, Tim.The Oncologist had been as gentle and as kind as he could be, but telling a patient that his cancer, previously thought cured, had now rapidly metastasised to most of his major organs, his prognosis was bleak and no treatment save for palliative care would be possible, is never easy. Scott had six months to live, at best.He had received his initial diagnosis of cancer two years earlier. He had gone through the agonies of chemo and radiation therapy,. "Kiss them goodbye, now. They belong to you, Bobby. They're yours whenever you want them." I want them now," I sighed."Except now," she said. "Please go home. I'm already starting to lose it." Okay," I said. "Any time I want them?"Go home!" she yelled.I went.I passed Scott on my way out. He was walking up the path to the door as I burst out of it and took off at a dead run."What's wrong?" he yelled.I turned around and ran backwards. I think I was laughing my ass off."Nothing. I have to get back.