He said he already had her surgery scheduled for the next day, and that it would be a relatively simple procedure. He'd been putting drivers back toge...her for years, and I had the faith of the world in him. I asked him about live-in nursing and therapy staff, and what we would need. He said the therapist was waiting outside, and he'd arrange for nursing care when she got released.I spoke with the therapist and found out what he'd want in the way of equipment. He recommended a place with an. Naama had been there once. It was when an Ayelet Hashachar, or Gazelle of the Dawn, the title for one who was in the month before their Claret Tantra Ceremony, had, out of fear, told the secrets to her closest friend. To make matters worse, this friend was almost a year younger and considered herself nowhere near ready for her own ceremony. Naama remembered the sound of the lash striking the back of the girl as she cried and struggled not to scream, a struggle she lost before it was all over.. It was not quite a grope and body hug, but it was close. I still had a partial boner and it brushed her left thigh through the material of our clothing. She stiffened just barely and released her arms from around me.As she backed away she had a contemplative look that became a parental smile. She evidently thought the manner of my hug was just coincidental. But she said, "My, my, but you really are growing, Big Guy."I was mentally kicking myself for getting carried away with something as simple. " I got Mr. Hicks two tickets for Sundays show, but told him not to bring his wife, he asked why not? "Mr. Hicks you might have a problem explaining to her that I'm one of your students, when she see me in my bikini. I'll be dressed like the blonde was last night, only I got a better fitting bikini that she does!" He gave me that wide eyed look; “oh I see, yes maybe my nephew will come with me.” “Sounds good to me, see you Sunday Mr. Hicks.” On Friday afternoon I.