‘You sure you’re ok?’ he asked, still wondering why she wasn’t more upset at being rammed by a daydreaming idiot. ‘Yes, really, I’m ok. No...harm done. But I am curious to know where you were just now…Mars? Jupiter? Or maybe just somewhere in the Bahamas?’ She said all this with the most musical laughter Charlie had ever heard…and, despite himself, he actually smiled again. Taking his cue from her delicious personality, Charlie allowed his devil-may-care humorous side to come out of hiding. He. Your nose is slightly crooked, but otherwise your features are nice. Don’t move or I may gouge your eyes out by accident.” I complied. I enjoyed the soft touches of her palms. “It’s strange,” I said. “What?” “What you are doing.” “I haven’t done anything yet. I just examine you.” “And what’s you conclusion?” “I haven’t come to a conclusion yet. I have to check if you are potbellied first.” “I’m not, but you can check if you want. It’s nice. Your hands are so soft…” She checked. Her. ’ He watched her slowly clench and unclench her fists and walk to the mirror. With shaking hands she reached out. Grabbed the paper, and ripped it off. ‘Now come back here, and stand in front of me.’ He watched her drop the paper, turn and head back to him. As she stood in front of him, she said ‘Now what?’ ‘I want you to get undressed, and look at yourself.’ ‘No, I can’t. I haven’t looked at myself in four years, and no one has seen me in five years.’ ‘I can get the razors and drugs:. Your just so big.”We were laughing as Gramps walked in with Chinese takeout. ”I have dinner, kids.”I was starved and it looked like Sherie was as well. She did have a long trip. Bourbon chicken, fried rice and egg rolls. We feasted and watched television. It was Friday and this would be my first weekend off in months and Monday would be a holiday. Three days off with nothing to do.”What are you going to do with your weekend?” Gramps asked.”I'm going to visit Mom and Dad in the morning, then I'm.