She wore a white blouse open just far enough to show a hint of cleavage. Her hair looked amazing, she must have washed it. She pecked me on the cheek ...nd I could smell some perfume, or maybe just shampoo. Either way it was a lovely fresh and clean smell. She looked me up and down and gave a small nod of approval. ‘I hope you’ve got an appetite,’ she said with a wink, and turned back into the small kitchenette. The food smelled terrific. I opened us a beer each and watched her bustling around. ‘Here’s to a new life.’ The merger took another seven months to complete. Mary and the Centre were well looked after. So Milo found himself retired, and a consultant to his old company at fifty-eight. Although initially the Koreans needed him fairly constantly, the demand for his time dwindled to twice a week. This allowed him more time for the Centre, both for his own workouts and to coach the kids. He was on good terms with Aretha, who insisted he call her Ary. She did not really like her. He was told to then come toher door.Peter nodded and got into the shower. He washed himself like normallydid before he lathered up his legs. He had virtually no hair beyond hislegs, underarms, scalp and eyebrows. Peter ran the razor along his legand felt sick as he saw the mat of hair on the blade that he had to washoff. He felt that he was destroying his own masculinity with every dragof the blade. When he finished and stared down at his smooth legs, Peterrealized how effeminate they really. Ibegan thinking that I should have called first. Of course, the house wasempty and I was out the door quickly as terrible thoughts began to assaultmy consciousness. Would I ever be back on an even keel again?Shandy greeted me at the front door with her tail wagging and her tonguehanging out. Somehow, I took that as a good sign. I bent down to pet herfor a minute before heading back to the kitchen. I stopped dead in mytracks as I heard Mom and Aunt Melissa apparently involved in an argumentabout.