I welcome all of you to vote, comment, and leave me your suggestions and criticisms regarding your thoughts on this story! *** A very special thank yo... must go out to ‘WickedInside’ for her editing skills and suggestions that made this story so much better! *** ****************************** That night, I sat down to catch up on some TV after cleaning up dinner. Misty was already laying at the glass front door, keeping watch over the homestead. It was early in the evening and I was a bit tired. I wanted to use the FORTRAN compiler that was available for the 1604 so that I didn't have to do all of the programming work in assembly language, although I was ready to do that if necessary. I also realized that my first challenge would be creating and programming the pseudo-random number generator subroutine.I went back to the journals, and came up with a fairly efficient routine that used machine language fixed-point arithmetic and logical operations, which I proceeded to program in. After giving him a kiss on the cheek I began climbing up the stairs to the bathroom. Brushing my teeth and washing my face calmed me down somewhat which made me glad because I didn’t want him asking me questions. He worries about me so much and I didn’t need him worrying tonight because I knew deep down that these weren’t bad nerves but rather the opposite. Walking to Henry’s room I took off my shirt as I opened the door and saw our weekly bed arrangement: his double bed (for me) and a blow up. Mr. Pittman is indeed a very fortunate man to be able to enjoy that beauty regularly.”Jan smiled slyly and said in reply, “Play your cards right, there, Matt, and you may find out tonight just HOW fortunate he is – personally.”Matt was not one to be outdone in the innuendo department. Over the next few minutes, he and Jan passed several flirtatious comments back and forth before David spoke up.“Matt, stop teasing the poor girl. You know I’m done for the night when I leave the club. Even Jan’s.