I thought before that she might come around, but the more I think about it, the less I think she will. If you want her, you have to give up everyone e...se. Just like you would have for Birgit, Kathy, Pia, or Kara.”“You really think something like that would work out in the long run?” I asked.“Who knows? I sure don’t! That’s why I’m not committing to anything at this point!”“Yes, you’ve kept your cards very close to your chest. A very fine chest, if I might say so!”She laughed, “You always did. ” Doris laughed. “God Doris, you’re making me feel old!” he chuckled. “YOU feel old?! How do you think I feel?” She laughed as she handed him his ticket. “Thanks, Doris.” He smiled and took the ticket. Nick went to the barbers for a trim and shave, before picking the suit back up from Doris, and going home to try his beard and freshly cleaned suit on. Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, he straightened his snow white beard and hat with hair. He walked into the bedroom in his CK boxers.. I shivered at the contact. It may have been the most erotic thing of the morning.The day continued at a leisurely pace. Christine showed me her room and the nursery. There was a reference shelf three feet long. It covered pregnancy, newborn care, infant care, adolescent care, nanny law, poison treatment and first aid for children, cradle teaching, baby and child psychology and yoga. I asked about the last one. Christine said, "Sharon." That explained it. Sharon was a yoga instructor, whom. ..”“Intense?” I supplied.“Horrific.”“I see.”“You apparently wehn’t too happy about it y’self.”“Oh? Can you read minds now, Doctor McKenna?”A look of annoyance crossed his face. He had a Masters in Psych, not an MD or Ph.D. He knew I was just jerking his chain, so he continued, “Julia saw you palming the Tums ... and ... um ... the croying was hard to miss.”“Ah.”“It’s just that none of us have ever seen you do anything ... ANYTHING ... that you didn’t want to do. You clearly didn’t want to do.