" I smiled back. "I'm Rick, care to join me?" Sure." I stood slightly as she pulled the chair and sat down. "Oh, my, an old fashioned gentleman." I tr..., it's something my Mom taught me."We continued the small talk the rest of the evening in between songs, I found out she loves to sing duets (we sang "Islands in the Stream", "Love Shack" and "Summer Nights" as well as "You Don't Bring Me Flowers.") We also sang individually. Judy sang a little Dolly Parton, a Stevie Nicks and two more Streisand. I stood there trembling with fear. The light had faded and while I waslit up by the light in the porch that same light prevented me from seeingbeyond the porch, other than the occasional headlamps of passing cars.People were able to look at me but I was unable to see them. Thepsychological pressure was immense. It was a quiet street and very fewcars passed by, and those that did passed by quickly . Also, fortunately,there were no houses opposite and I was shielded from houses at eitherside. My. I stroked his cheek and – being curious – gently lifted his eyelids open. Glassy emerald eyes stared straight ahead, unseeing. Nobody was watching, so the urge grew until I could restrain myself no longer, and kissed the man on his cold, dry lips. God, how would it have felt to give him a French kiss while he was still alive? But it doesnt matter, hes mine for now. I took a piece of cloth and gently wiped his face, stroking down his neck and across his shoulders and down his arms, enjoying. Can you help me to my desk, please?"Pat sits in the front row so it was a short trip. I took a good grip on her and turned to help her to her desk. One of the girls near me said, "Oh. Look at his, umm." Everyone knew what she'd meant. There wasn't anything I could usefully do. I could step behind Pat, but what about the rest of the day, and every other day that Julia would want me to dress similarly. Best to ignore it. Especially now that the whole class had looked at my "umm" anyway.I got Pat.