He knock my door. I became very scared when I open the door I expected a slap. But nothing happened he smiled at me .Then called me to have food .Whil... having food dad said ‘ son sooner or later you will get a girl. Don’t worry about that .I just nodded my head ..Dad started to speak again ‘ your mother told me something is that true ‘Me : sorry dad I lost my control. It never happen againDad : son I am a man. I can understand your feeling. It may take years to find you a girl. My other sons. By now I knew most of her co-workers after having gone to the company barbecue and a birthday party at her bosses house. So one Wednesday, armed with the names of the men she worked with, and wearing as much of a disguise as I could manage, I took a seat at the end of the bar at Bessie's and waited. At five after five Bonnie and two of the girls she worked with came in and sat at a table next to the dance floor. Ten minutes later another girl and two guys came in and they pushed a table up next. You keep staring directly into my eyes and you see blushes appear on my face. I quickly look down, my hands play restlessly with the napkin on the table. Secretly I try to look at you, then I discover that you are still looking at me with a small smile on your face. The waiter brings the first order and I try and start to eat. Picking at my food I only manage to take small bites. As I eat you see I take off one of my heels. Watching carefully now you can see my foot slowly crawling up its leg.. This brought things to a wholenew level she thought. This very stylish woman meant to do more thanhumiliate her son: she actually intended to dress him in bras andpanties. The thought thrilled her, but she regained her composurequickly."Lisa," she inquired professionally, "will Frankie be needing somehosiery today?" Valerie, how thoughtful of you to remind me. Yes, he will mostdefinitely need hose." The two women fell into a conspiratorialconversation and hardly noticed the cringing Frankie.