Westarted talking and I had to be careful not to let him know. I didn'twant a scene right there. But before long we were talking like oldfriends. He a...ked my name. "Natalie" was all I said. He smiled and said,"My first love was named Natalie."We chatted for a while more and he asked me up to his room. I decidedthat I was off the clock for the evening and I accompanied him. We madelove all night. Our bodies were in synch and we just seemed toanticipate the needs of the other. I hadn't made love. Gabi was just in the talking stage currently, but they had decided for him to start dressing the part before making any other decisions. They had already found a psychologist who was evaluating Gabi. The doctor was meeting with Nathan separately. Gabi’s mom couldn’t tolerate the change and had left them. The move across the country had allowed them the freedom to begin.During the first team practice, Gabi was watching from the empty stands, suddenly found herself the center of attention of. "Honey? You about ready?" he called up to her from the stairs. He chuckled to himself. Denise had been primping herself for well over an hour. Not that that was a bad thing, she was just a little nervous. And it wasn't that she'd been worried about choosing the right outfit to wear for the evening, she wouldn't be wearing one."Hold your horses!" Denise called down. "We don't need to even be there until seven!" she reminded him.Brian, Jason's best friend for the past thirty years was about to. She’s also an occasional playmate. She’s sexy and pretty and fun, and she enjoys playing pee games with me from time to time. Our living room window looks across a small strip of yard into her dining room window. Sometimes we talk across the lawn with the windows open. That’s during the summer. during the winter it’s usually with hand motions or large scrawled notes. Sometime we flirt, too, blowing kisses, flashing each other, all in fun. Today wasn’t about fun. She was watching, seated on a.