He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:- Knowing when to come in out of the rain;- Why the early bird gets the worm;- Lif... isn't always fair;- And maybe it was my fault.Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged. "I like you too much but I can't let myself get involved."That was entirely truthful even though it left a lot unsaid. Gerry realised that and his response was equally careful."OK, I can quite understand that but I enjoy your company and really would like to see more of you. I promise not to put pressure on you for anything other than that. Please change your mind."Isobel looked at him steadily. There was no guile in his eyes although she did discern some pleading."All right," she said. ”“Oh, is that it?” she said, sniffling. “I thought that maybe, you decided you wanted someone else, not me. And you were committed to them, Lori, or Janelle, and, well, you had already...”“Already made love?” I completed her question for her.She nodded, and wiped more tears away.“No. There’s no one I have committed to, or made love to, either,” I said.“I guess this sounds hypocritical, considering I was prepared to have sex with Russell, but somehow, the thought of you having sex with someone. That someone was definitely a woman. She made that very obvious by standing so that the setting sun outlined her profile. She remained posed like a statue. I finally made it close enough to see her gorgeous body in full detail, and I mean full detail. She was clothed in a black pair of thigh high leather hiking boots. Her legs were bare up to low cut denim shorts. Her top was a denim button down shirt. It was obviously too small. Her large round breasts and perky nipples pressed tightly against.