"I wasn't Tina, but thanks to you I am now," bending down he hugged her close feeling her tears falling on his shoulder."Please, don't go away you hav... treated me like a person, you have helped me to understand. Thank you so much!" With that she kissed him on the cheek, giggled and danced away.Kim walked up and threw her arms around him, "You scared the shit out of me! I could feel your anger also. It was thick like a fog, so dark and deep. I wasn't sure you were going to come back."She too,. She better be sure about what she was going to do. She waved me off and told me she had already interviewed the three men she had met.She told us she had them all come over her house one at a time on separate nights. She and John spent a time with them talking and asking questions. Then John would get up and leave so she could ask more questions, more personal ones. As they answer questions about what they liked about sex she had them strip completely. Mary and I held our hands to our mouths. ”“It sure is to us. Besides, take a look at the front of your sweater,” Jake said.Brad glanced down, then pulled the hem down, straightening it. He stared at the fierce-looking Falcon upside down.“What is it?” He asked, not noticing anything different with the sweater. Jake pointed to the upper left of his chest. Brad looked and there, by itself, was the capital letter A. “Holy shit, Assistant Captain?!” He exclaimed. “I don’t understand?”“Congratulations buddy,” Jake smiled, offering his hand.. ‘It’s your handsome looks and cute accent,’ said the elderly Mary, giving Charlie three tiny pats on the butt (Mary had been a nanny almost fifty years ago). Charlie eyed Mary but then caught Fred eyeing him with disapproval so thought better of it and went off to dust the heads of his demonstration brooms. Two hundred and twenty-three sales later — or put another way, two weeks later — Mary came waddling up to Charlie and gave him three tiny pats on the butt and said, ‘Keep it up Charlie, Fred.