My mother was furious when she saw what I'd done to my shirt, butoddly enough I have no idea what my punishment was. On the otherhand I recall in deta...l the words and my reaction to them whenAmanda's mother pronounced her daughter in no danger of permanentinjury or scar. Well except for the tiny one I've alreadymentioned, and my subsequent relief and joy as I walked round to myown home clutching the bloodstained rag in my hand. I still havethat rag somewhere, though these days the stain is. ”“Thanks, but I turn thirty next summer. By the way, what is your name? I’ve seen you in the park before.”“I’m Liam and already thirty. I jog here on the weekends although this is the first time I've chased dogs.”“Okay, old man,” she laughed. “I’m Angela like in angel.”“Hmmm, the name fits.”"Well, Liam, you have a way with words. Nice meeting you. I’ve got to go now. Daisy needs a bath before we go to the dog trainer. Bye.” And she left me trotting off to finish my morning exercise.When I. " When she finishedwith me in her bedroom, I felt I was.My appointment at Edie's was for 3:30, so when Amy came in at fourI'd be there already in process, already one more of the ladieslying under mud packs and pastel sheets and sitting under dryerhoods, unlikely to attract attention and unrecognizable even if Idid. When the time came to leave her house, we went downstairsand Jessica handed me a purse. I looked inside. Make-up, mywallet and car keys, and a tampon."What's this for?" I asked. ’ I said. I pulled his hands away and brought them forward to hold them in front of me. ‘Please, wait.’ I whispered. I couldn’t look at him, so I stared down at his hands. Crap! I thought I could do this. I was breathing hard and completely aroused but I couldn’t do this. My fantasy was blooming in front of me and I just couldn’t turn off the doubts in my brain. What the hell was wrong with me! ‘Lily.’ Marty said calmly. He pulled one of his hands from my grasp and cupped my cheek gently..