"Something for me?" He asked."You have been my friend and mentor since I came to Midhal, and you will be standing for me during my upcoming Examinatio...." I said. "I wanted to give you something special as my way of saying thanks." Really Weaver, that is..." He stopped his protestation when I pulled the bracelet out of my cloak."This is a recent... weaving of mine, and I want you to have it. I may make more in the future, but you shall have the first. Hold out your hand."I slipped the bracelet. ”“Sure it is; this is foreplay!”“What?!” Molly gasped.“Your goal, if I recall correctly, was to have me curl your toes and make your eyes roll back in your head. True?”“Yes.”“This is the path to get there.”“You are a VERY strange guy!” she laughed.“That seems to be a near-unanimous opinion!”“Nobody has ever really talked to me this way. Not any of my friends; not my parents; not my teachers; not my sensei. How did you become the way you are?”“A few people took serious interest in trying to help. ”Today, I asked my mentor - a very successful business man in his 70s- what his top 3 tips are for success. He smiled and said, “Read something no one else is reading, think something no one else is thinking, and do something no one else is doing.”Today, after my 72 hour shift at the fire station, a woman ran up to me at the grocery store and gave me a hug. When I tensed up, she realized I didn’t recognize her. She let go with tears of joy in her eyes and the most sincere smile and said, “On. “Wake me in time to get dressed before we hit their driveway!” she exclaimed as she reclined and closed her eyes.Within minutes I could tell from her regular deep breathing that the Vicodin had done its thing and knocked her out. There she lay, head turned slightly toward the window and arms to her side, legs crossed. I reached down and slid her seat back and began stroking the inside of her left thigh. From her knee up her thigh until I could feel her velvety soft pubic hair brushing.