‘Uh, yeah, Jeff, come in, sit down.’ She ushered me in and left to get Phil. It was all I could do not to trash the living room, but Barb had had ...othing to do with this. Phil came in, looking surprised. ‘Hey, buddy, what’s the haps?’ I grabbed him by the throat and said,’What the FUCK did you say to Connie?’ Barb was on me in a flash, pulling me back. Phil went down in a heap, and rose to his knees. ‘I don’t understand,’ he said, lamely. ‘BULLSHIT!’ I thundered. Everyone in the house could. How I reveled in the uptick in her breathing as I read her my explicit rapturous expressions, and noted her dilated pupils as her eyes followed the self manipulations of my strong masculine hand, taking my own measure and very slowly caressing the growing throbbing cock beneath my tight jeans. She would softly moan, as if she were being drawn down a vortex, barely audible mews, clearly drowning in desires of her own, pent up needs bursting to surface and express what she yearned for nightly. .. what difference does that really make?"Dannie's identical twin nodded dumbly."Life is what we make of it," she continued. "Go out, have a ball! But remember, you're still only you."In a wordless daze, the new girl hitched up the sagging part of her frayed jeans and silently wandered out the door. Striding through the crowded mall, she reflected on the renewed vigor in her muscles, the newfound grace in her joints, the refreshing lack of pain throughout her body. Every one of her cells felt. The rest of the shift contained mostly minor illnesses like sore throats, headaches, and lacerations. She also had to lance a large boil on the neck of a mentally ill patient from Bordeaux Psychiatric Facility.She finished up work and headed straight home. She was scheduled to be at St. George at 6:00 a.m. She entered the house and walked over to say good night to her sons. “How’d the game go, Coree?”“Uh. We won. 13 - 10,” he shared.“Great! Did you get an PT?”“Yeah. I played the whole fourth.