" Dave," she said, lifting a long-practiced eyebrow, "how about sex? How many guys live here? I think you need an older woman, a nice, plain, motherly...one."He grinned. "Right now it's twenty-three brothers, but after we get done rushing, we'll have eight or ten more, say thirty-five max although we can sleep forty." Two dozen men now, maybe a dozen more later. And me. Come on, Dave. Get serious." We'll put a good lock on your door," he said with a smile.Vixen slumped back and sucked on her. " We better go out. If it is bad news, we will need gin."I let her leave first, and called my office to report a sick day. "Very bad case of flu," I said.Pouring more coffee and taking time to instruct my brain that there was only one subject for today, I was very firm, vowing to write the short story that was in my head, and finish it in one day. No blockages, no meanderings, no gazing out the window. Just write, write, write.By three, there was a complete draft. By five, there was an edited. Want me to find out who we use?”“Yeah, would you? That would be great!” said Holly, knowing that a personal introduction would speak volumes compared to an online application.“Course. The guy who manages it over here is called Don. I’ll give him your email and see if he can reach out to you. How are your parents?”“They’re fine thanks, still walking through the hills and valleys, fit as always. Yours?”“Yeah, they’re fine. Hey, you going to the reunion next month?” asked Stephany.“I got the email. Then it all changed with a nurse girlfriend. For a while it was the same ol, same ol. and one day she sat me down and gave me this huge medial book. in it she had marked out the section on the female genital. “I want you to go home and read this section, start to finish and when you have we’ll have a chat” To say I was embarrassed was an understatement. I was a bloke - I knew everything!But I did as asked and went home and read the section. It was very mater of fact, anatomical and came.