We no longer had anyclothes which fit properly, so we dressed in some work-out suits. I gaveSharon a trim so her hair was not so ugly. I showed her ho... to trim andshave her beard. She, in turn, styled my hair and applied just enoughmake-up to get me by. We looked at each other, satisfied with our looks,took a deep breath and opened the front door.We left the house and headed toward the mall. We each bought a few newoutfits. She was fitted for a suit while I was trying on dresses, skirtsand. I knew Kevin would let me stay there, but I really hated to ask him for anything.Well to make a long story short he of course insisted I stay with him for as long as I needed. He said that he was lonely in his big place and that it would be like old times again. After settling into his guestroom we found ourselves in his den playing pool and drinking way too much. After spilling the entire story to him, we spent the next few hours trading bad love stories. Kevin was successful in life, but his. I wanted to throw up.“He’s coming,” the white woman hissed.“Kill us,” the black man wheezed. He sounded like he could barely get the words out between his lips.Tick tick tick.“Run,” the pink haired androgyne whined.Tick tick tick.I stepped backwards, then ran out into the mall itself. I tried to tell where the ticking sound was coming from - but it seemed to come from everywhere. It had been on the second floor back in the toy shop. Run. Run, that was what the pink haired one had said. Run. My. What do you think?”I laughed. “That might not be a good idea. If you do that, those guys will spend so much time strutting for you that we’ll never get your room done.”I’d gotten some snide comments from those on the work crew who’d helped me before that the grub was so much better this time since a lady was cooking for them rather than a grumpy old man. I took this as it was intended – as a joke. I had to agree though that having Jennifer doing the cooking was a treat as she’d become quite a.