"Yeah, and I suppose cupcakes were critical to that plan, huh?"Melinda's cheeks burned. "What's the big deal?" she said sullenly.Heather dropped her h...ad into her hand. "Mel, you can't do things like this..." Oh, yeah? And if it had been you and she told you that you can't see Brad anymore, what then, huh?" Never mind that. Why do you care if you can see Jason? I thought you were pissed off at him?" I am," Melinda said in a softer voice. "Sorta." Look, you can't do this anymore, okay? Not to. Thu sat up and reached for it, and is my horrible luck, it was him.I only heard her side of the conversation:"Hi, how are you?... Nothing... Just hanging out at home... When? How about in a half hour..."I looked at her - her face was flushed as was the front of her chest, the front of her cardigan was open and one of her breasts had spilled out, half of it gleaming with my saliva. Thu saw me looking at her tit and self-consciously put her breast back in while she was talking."Ok, I'll see you. I went to reach for the handle and saw a shadow. I stopped for a second and watched the door. I could see my mother walking around getting ready for bed. I was horny and now I could see my mom’s body. She was stripping off her work close and getting into her nightgown. Now I must admit that I have never looked at my mother that way but it was great. I had a hard on that would not stop raging.My mom started by stripping out of her blouse. It was a white collared blouse that you could see thru. After that she didn?t look at me again so I gave up.After those frustrating moments, I took the opportunity to meet some ofMr. Steinberg?s friends, when he invited me to a cup of tea on a Sundayafternoon. It was a teacher?s couple in their early fifties and aretired psychiatrist. It turned out that they had used their shared timeat the university to do research on the topic of "the gift". Since theydidn?t want other people to know about it, they wrote down their resultsin a book that was never.