But that was hisproblem, not mine. "This is all your damn fault, Gary." I didn'tthink that was an overly bright move on Chuck's part either. Iwondered...if Chuck had any idea how dangerously close he was skatingto the edge of thin ice."Maybe we could work something else out instead, Chuck." What?" Chuck's face swiftly reddened. "If you're thinking what Ithink you're thinking, you can just forget that kind of shit rightnow, buster. You're a guy; I've never been into other guys." Oh really,". My route had me laying over once a week in a small town where I would make my last delivery then get a hotel for the night. Those that drive trucks for a living know that it is hard to find a wife and in my case have children. I was never married ,single ,twenty five ,in good health and was pretty good at wooing the ladies . I had the gift of gab and my personality drew the attention of many waitresses who waited for my return. This story is about a particular waitress named Sally, a twenty. I think he took it prettyhard."Erik wipes the tears from her eyes and kisses her forehead. "Go upstairsand take a hot bath. I promise you, Joe will be ok."She nods her head and heads upstairs to take a bath.Erik gets his metal case and sits beside Joe. "Well since you are notgoing to talk to me and tell me no, I guess I will double your doses. Itwill make the transition faster." Erik draws up another 100 units of themedicine and gives Joe the injection. In his other arm.All the sudden Joe. Mommy sits at her vanity, pretty in her panties, a negligee on her shoulders. I blow dry her hair. Brushing, teasing. Her eyes are closed, as she soaks in the hot air streaming through her scalp, sensual, every pore of her body, a pleasure center. I marvel at the blonde tresses, the silkiness, the perfection. Stolen glimpses of Mommy's perfect body, while I fluff the cascade of tresses.I then apply Mommy's make up. My job is to enhance her exquisite natural beauty and drive her lovers wild with.