"She gave a quick, dismissive flick of her hand. "Oh, stop, I don't need that. Forget it."I said, "I mean, here I was, acting like that George charact...r you talk about. How could anybody be dumb enough to treat you like that?"She shrugged. "Well, now, George was, uh, had his own unique kind of addictive magnetism, I guess. Astonishing. But, then, I think guys fall for the same thing in girls, too, don't they?"The waiter arrived, a polite, middle aged Chinese man. He took Ronnie's order, and. Soon I was showered,dried myself and picked up my damp panties into the wash basket, they weredamp from the frustration I had.When I returned to the bedroom Lucy was dressed in her jeans and T shirtand applying her makeup, which was going to be a daily thing for me, as Iremembered I wasn't allowed out of the house without full makeup on, mynails always had to have nail varnish on, I checked my hands and they werestill immaculately painted blood red."You best get your skates on and get dressed,. " Okay, but I am going to feel awkward when I go out and be with your relatives." You don't have to. They have known about Gisele's condition for over a month now. They felt it is just a way to insure that I am going to be cared for the rest of my life. They have come to respect you more than you know Ralph, and they know how much I have come to depend on Gisele. To them it is the perfect solution for all of us."The years were starting to roll by. It was three years after I first hit on the. She took it to mean that I was having a go at her for her new ink. She seemed to carry her anger for the next few days. Then she came home with a 'tramp stamp' across her lower back. It was a native rose and looked spectacular. I told her that I liked it. She looked at me as if I had two heads."What, you mean I have your permission to have another tattoo? Like I would wait for you to approve anyway." Mary, no, I really like it. Why are you making this an argument? Can't I even like your tattoos.