?? With that Julie sat on thecouch, and Stephanie looked at me while pointing to her feet. I got down on the floor and removed Julie's shoes andsocks,... Her socks were wet with sweat,and her feet smelt very sweaty as anyones would after jogging on a hotday.? I began to massage Julie's feet asJulie and Stephanie talked as if I were not even there.? Then Stephanie had an idea, as I listened inthey were talking about how nice it is to have there toes sucked.? Stephanie told Julie she had not had me. I’d never seen anything so moving, so heartfelt, so emotional. And then she opened her eyes and looked at me.“The lyrics are perfect, Mike. I think Mom and Dad will like it.”I nodded. My throat was choked up.Two days later, sitting in our production office, a small bungalow on the Warner Bros studio lot, I waited for Peter to get off the phone.My three months off work was a Hollywood vacation. Actors and directors measured their self-worth in publicity and attention, unable to accept being out. I would appreciate it if you would check around, and find someone who can make some decent coffee though. This stuff isn't fit to drink."He just laughed as he went out the door, remarking he was sure he had just the man for me. I sat back wondering how Tran would take this news when my personal cell rang."Harry Hanson, we are still staying at Sean's house tonight regardless of who doesn't like it. I suggest you put some of these sick animals out of their misery, before it spreads to decent folk. I had been here with Miguel a number of times, there was a mix of people here tonight, many Portuguese to watch the game, some Spanish, some Italian, a few French, Germans, Dutch and Danes rounded out the crowd to see Portugal beat our Scottish hosts, but for the most part English was not spoken here. The Scotland team supporters would be at another pub. Portugal was winning the match so the spirits were high. Miguel stood behind my chair, he talked and cheered with his mates, always touching.