The street wascrowded and I floated against the stream toward the station, amused atthe lecherous stares from the Japanese salary men returning home a...dthe guarded looks from men with wives or girlfriends, taking in asmuch as they thought would go unnoticed of the exotic foreigner withthe flat midriff and bouncing shirt (yeah, I had enough to bounce, butonly if someone was staring at them, which they were.)I had planned to take a 30 minute ride on the train to a small townwith an excellent. She spoke lanquidly; "You didn't lie to me about the way you kissed all over, Baby! We're going to spend most of our time in bed from now on." The noise in the living room had begun to drastically increase in volume again. "But, right now we've got to go face the music from those silly bastards. Do you want the shower first?"Rick grasped one of her small hands and placed it on his swiftly recovering manhood. "No Lady, right now I want to have you in the shower first!" When Rick and Michelle. " OH MY. That's quite a house." You'll see the hotel from the balcony porch ... it's even more impressive."Tim started to knock but Wendy just barged on in."Tim? It's home. You don't knock at home." She shouted, "Wendolyn! Where you, Too?" I'm in the kitchen, mom." Too came out of the swinging door at the back, she was drying her hands on a towel. "I just put the meatlo ... holy shit, mom. Tim said you looked young, but, My God, Girl ... let me look at you. Junior?!? Come down here." Aw mom, do. I had 20 new works to exhibit, six of lighthouses including one of Grace Darling herself, and hopefully sell but my pride of place was a painting I had done of my three boys. I had them in a line, John, who was slightly the tallest in the middle. He was staring straight out to the front looking thoughtful. Peter and Paul were either side partly looking sideways on. All were dressed in casual slacks and open shirts of red, white and blue showing their hairy, muscular chests. Oh, boy, were they.