He was a middle aged, recently divorced man that lived near by. He liked to talk, but was shy and limited. Not annoying or scary, but just somehow wei...d so I often just ignore him. He would never ask for anything. He would just say it would be nice to meet, but never asked for it. He would openly talk about things and over time I felt we could trust each other. So one slow evening I asked him if he still wanted us to meet. He just gave me his address and asked when I would like to come. I. She could not see me but the massage guy could. He looked to be in his mid-thirties and glanced up at me without skipping a beat. He gave me a mischievous smile and a wink and proceeded to lift the towel and expose the bottom half of her naked body. He caught my attention and gave me a “watch this“ look, as he oiled his hands and forearms and proceeded to use them down her back, over her butt, and down her legs. Even in the dim light of the room, I could see the shine that the oil had left.This. We were instantly drawn together, me by her brilliant smile and happy disposition, her to me, well, probably my movie-star good looks and huge bank account.Well, the first is true, Michelle is a sparkly, outgoing girl who just charmed everyone around her, including me. For my part attracting her, well, what I said before is not quite the true story.If you ask Michelle, she'll tell you it's my boyish grin and wry sense of humor. Whatever it was, it got me Michelle and that's what I wanted the. I could make do with the people who killed my son or I could leave, search out another group of enhanced and end up in the same position or worse. If only I could find one person and be his only one. But that didn't happen in the old world and could never happen in this one.I looked at my baby. I'd made a mess of his hair so I fixed it. He always made sure his hair looked good.His fly was open and his penis was hanging out. I carefully tucked it back inside and buttoned him back up.He didn't.