I lay back on the bed and waved Mike over. “We should do this in my bedroom,” he said.“Oh, don’t worry, Anne won’t mind and I’ll tidy up l...ter.”“No, even if Anne doesn’t mind it will put her in a difficult situation when she speaks to Polly. They chat quite often and sometime meet for a drink when Anne is in London.”“OK,” I sighed, and taking his hand I led him through to the spare bedroom.With both hands I held him at arm’s length and looked him up and down. “Turn round slowly.”He did as. As more and more people boarded the train I was slowly but suddenly pushed towards him by the crowd, eventually putting us face-to-face and crushing my body right up against his. I looked up to him and apologized. He just smiled at me and said, "It's not your fault." I looked to my left, then right desperately trying to find something to hold on to before the train began to move. With nothing in reach I lost my balance as soon as the train began to move. But then I felt the stranger's strong. "Ok, you can leave now mom. I'll come outside when I have the outfitson." Oh don't be such a shy boy, I think I am OK with seeing you in yourunderwear aren't I?" his mom asked."Mom, it's embarrassing! You're my mom and I'm a boy... you're a girl...get it?" No I don't get it sweety. I think that since you are wearing dressesand skirts that I could provide valuable pointers. I think you could useyour mother's help. So if you want me to leave I will, but like I saidI've seen it all before dear.". Just to be close to her. Gabe leaned his head back against the cool cement, took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He needed to get his head back into the game, needed to get focused. He needed to, but it was getting increasingly difficult as flashing images of Samantha appeared in his head. Images of her half lidded eyes after they broke apart from a kiss and the scent of her hair seemed to be all around him just then. All of the noise from the stadium disappeared and all he could hear was.