I resolved to discuss the issue with people I trusted in thejob.26th JuneMary was an angel, she had arranged a consultation with anendocrinologist for...the Monday afternoon. I was given a thoroughexamination and vast quantities of blood were taken. I was able to giveher the name of my psychiatrist and she spent twenty minutes on the phoneto her.Annie, the doctor, poked, prodded, investigated, inside and out. Shemeasured me and questioned me. I then had a wait while the lab measuredmy bloods.. ...more. That's when you walk in. Tall, curvy, sun kissed skin, and a smile that could cause the blind to become aroused. I try not to stare, but the vibe your giving off is just too strong to avoid. I finish my tea, check my breath, and walk over, pretending to be interested in whatever baked goods you seem to have your eye on. I throw out a "Good Afternoon" and casually keep walking, hoping you'll take my bait. You turn, smile and give a slight acknowledging head nod. "Ehh, Good Enough." I. And that became our routine. Not every night. Sometimes mom would say she was tired and needed to go to sleep. I was ready at any time. After a couple of months, summer arrived. We did not have much in the way of AC and it could get pretty hot in our apartment. One night when mom came out of the bedroom she was not wearing her t-shirt. “It’s just too hot for that t-shirt tonight”.I was sure that mom was doing that for me. When I got on top of her, instead of putting my head on her shoulder as I. He could make out the sparkle in her eyes and her hair that curled nicely in the humid room. So too could he see her appealing curves, and his smile broadened as she slowly sluiced away the foam from her left breast, revealing a dusty brown nipple that was sharply erect in the cool February evening’s air. ‘Yes, some guy who seems to have stolen my heart. So… how’d you like to share one?’ she replied, and as she did she unwrapped a dark chocolate heart and took it between her teeth, leaning up.