”As luck would have it, I dropped my spoon and he replaced it with his spare. “I’ll get another spoon next time I go to the kitchen instead of m...king an extra trip to get it right now.” I was impressed.I also noticed that there was a string hanging out of the waiter’s fly.Looking around, I saw that all of the waiters had the same string hanging from their flies. So, before he walked off, I asked the waiter “Excuse me, but can you tell me why you have that string right there?”“Oh, certainly!”. The only hang up will be if Blossom is good to go,” Lynn looked at me like I knew what she was talking about.“What is wrong with Blossom? Did she start to bleed again?” Now I was worried and took a step for the door before Lynn stopped me.“Paul! She is fine. Jim just wants to be sure. He doesn’t want her to suddenly start to bleed again and be home where she couldn’t get help in time,” Lynn assured me.“So he is being overly protective of my little wife,” I said.“Our little wife, buster! Our. If that rumor were true ... well my job would be simplified. I told Matt — pillow talk — “I’ll approach from the water, not by land. I’ll use my submarine, have it drop me in a CRRC Zodiac. I’ll get close enough and swim under water, using my closed-circuit breathing gear so there won’t be any bubbles. Piece of cake.””Matt looked slant-eyed at me.I said, “Forget it, Jake, it’s Chinatown.”I thought the reference went over his head until he gave me a Jack Nicholson grin.Fucking high school. Listen, if you want to get onher good side do what I do. I slip on a dog collar!" "Well, you are her slave!" "Youv'e worn a dog collar back from dates with your mother!" "That was different!" But was it? After his father left and he entered his teens, his mom and siswere more dominant, but also he became a much bigger part of their lives, an essential part. For one thing his buxom mother still breastfed him, although hecouldn't sit in her lap any more. She enjoyed it and he did.