As much as I want to come up there for your show.”“And as much as I want to go down there for your show!” I cried. “Ah, what bad fucking luck,...in a way!”“Yeah ... Even though I keep thinking I’ll just skip the opening night thing.”I jolted in my seat. “No way, Heather! You have to go. Please!”“I guess. Though I’m not sure why. It’s about the photos, if anything. Not about me.”“People will want to meet you! It might be getting bigger than you now, but you started this.”Heather murmured quietly.. . just not right now.He stepped out of his panties - he was still wearing his panties, thathad to be a good sign - and wandered into the shower while holding hishead, trying to will the ache away and force the embarrassment of thecurrent situation from his mind. As the warm water fell onto hisfeminine body, Tyler scolded himself. How could he have been so carelesswith the alcohol last night? Yes, it was a celebration and a good time;and yes, he had needed some booze to take the edge off of. Well, after everything, I guess that that kinda figured. Hell, I was uncomfortable too being as physically close to her as I was.I could see that the both of them were doing their best to “not” notice my, our, digs. Perhaps perversely it amused me. They were clearly trying their damnedest to not offend me. I decided to not take offense unless they did something totally egregious.“Dave, We are really glad that you could see your way clear to allow us to visit you,” said Stacey. “We’ve missed. The southerly breeze brought the early spring temperatures into the high 70's, and energized the few scattered wisps of clouds. The brilliant blue sky highlighted the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame's glass pyramid and the rounded dome of the Science Center.My daughters walked out of the large downtown Galleria Mall after sneaking lunch in the food court. Barb turned to Sera. "Something's wrong with Brian. He's alive, but he is scared shitless." That doesn't sound good. What do you think it is?" I.