. I don't have a job, a few thousand in the bank, and I'm not a hunk like these guys on this boat are... it just puzzles me why you love me so much." ...on't you feel the chemistry between us?" Camille laid a hand on his upper thigh. She felt delighted that he was growing an erection. "I've always have been attracted to you even going way back to when we were freshmen in high school. I thought you were the cutest guy living and developed a big crush on you. There were other girls who thought you. He sits on the couch, examines the Wall Street Journal, and the shoeshine gives his shoes a shiny, excellent look.One morning the shoeshine asks the Executive Director:- What do you think about the situation in the stock market?The Director asks in turn arrogantly:- Why are you so interested in that - that topic?“I have a million dollars in your bank,” the shoeshine says, “and I’m considering investing some of the money in the capital market.”- What your’s name? –Asks the Director.- John Smith. It's a lot worse. He's lost respect and he's lost his balls," I responded evenly. "He's a fucking cuckold and a goddamn wimp now. That's why I called." You're supposed to be his friend, Bill! With friends like you, he sure doesn't need any enemies!" sneered Sue. "He's the same man he's always been. You'd be wise to remember that. Did you call just to torment Jerry over the phone?" You're in no position to lecture me on how to be a friend, Sue! I called to tell him to not bother coming to the. “You always look cute in that.”“It falls down to my knees!” I hissed.“Good,” Dad said, nodding.“Why don't you just make me wear a habit!” I snarled. “Just me make into a nun or something! Or you can shove me into a burqa!”“If that's what you want to wear,” he said. “I can go buy one.”I stared into his eyes, refusing to look away. Fury boiled through me. He looked so calm. A rock. It shook me up, my anger faltering. I trembled, swallowing. Was he serious? Would he really stuff my cute body into.