At this point I didn’t really care about personal space or respecting other people’s things, at least not her things. So as I showered, I began lo...king for something to assist my own fun. I began looking for an impromptu toy. There were no good options at first; a shampoo bottle with an uninviting shaped cap, some soap, a few towels, not even so much as brush with a nice ribbed handle. She had no vibrator either, of course.Then I spotted it. She had a plastic razor, the kind with the little. The care for him, but not really care about him, they just care about the paychecks his money helps them earn. They don’t care about who is or who he was, or how he feels, they just feed and water him. And so, Robert Miller’s existence has gone on like this. Day after day, year after year, but every night when he closes his eyes, it’s April 25th, 1929 again. He prays in his mind, that some day God will release him from this pain and he can be free with his love again. And tonight…as the Nurse. Gretchen watched, as Donna seemed to be getting stronger."What did you do to her? She was in a drug induced coma." Looking over her shoulder, she said to the Marine. "DAMN IT! PUT ME DOWN! NOW!"Sergeant Anderson looked over to Doctor O'Neil for permission and when he saw her nod her head at him, he set the woman down on her feet."Sorry about that, Ma'am, but we had to let Doctor O'Neil do her work. The little girl is going to be cured in a few days and then running around and playing."Gretchen. “In the second shop the assistant was too young to consider, but I am sure I turned her on. She was quite taken by my all over suntan and the way you shave me.“The woman in the third shop turned out to be the owner. As soon as she saw me naked I knew I had made a connection. She couldn’t keep her eyes off me, and there was lots of touching as she tried clothes on me.“We had an instant rapport and she offered me a coffee as we chatted.“I asked if she could bring three outfits around tonight for.