"Hey ladies. My friend and I are from out of town and, um, our car broke, and, um, do you know where the nearest hotel is?" Joe stammered."So you boys...want to go to a hotel?" one of the blondes asks in a husky voice. She is tall with lots of makeup."Ah yes!" Joe exclaims. "We'll take our car. Follow us. All right!" He turns to Pete and says, "Man, was that easy or what?" Ah, I don't know, Joe." Ah, come on man!" Joe says emphatically.The five of them pile into Pete's car. One of the blondes. See, Mrs. Hunter passed on a few years ago. Left me alone for the first time. Loneliness can be an awful thing. Some of the women here, they took pity on an old man. Came over to the house. Company made the house seem less empty. Cooked meals. After a while, I got to know some of them better. Seemed they had needs, just like me."Hunter was playing the 'pity' card. I didn't buy it, not for a minute. But I played along, to get the rest of the story. "It's only natural. Men. Women." You may have. "Good morning, sweetie."She squeezed my hand, just a little squeeze, and I squeezed back. She seemed so small and pretty, so sweet. Eyes wide, I opened my mouth, but stopped myself from speaking. She let go of my hand and backed away."Tyballa ... is something wrong?" she asked.I felt Renee watching."No, everything is fine." Oh."She looked at me, then at Renee. Her shoulders slumped, and her face turned sad.Could she tell, just from that?"Come on. Let's go to breakfast," Renee said.Renee turned. I could feel his resistance fading and his interest in me growing. I broke to embrace and led him to our bedroom where I continued to take his mind off the problem dishwasher. Sunday night I took my husband to the airport and began planning my appliance repairman adventure for the following morning. The next morning I was up with the sunrise and took a long bubble bath. I didn't need to shave any area since I have undergone laser treatment to remove all of the normal shaved areas as well as.