I decided to go for it and I was really very tensed and excited at the same time. I wrapped up a towel around me and came out of my room, into hall. I...slightly opened the door of our flat. Lights were switched on the steps. I got really scared and closed the door immediately. I calmed down and opened the door slowly almost after 5 minutes. I slowly stepped out of the door and I was there outside in full light standing with nothing on my body, just a towel. That feeling was awesome. Then I. .. oh never mind,” she muttered and blushed. “Like what Gran?” I asked, knowing what she was on about and somehow keen to hear more. Was that because of the stiffy in my pants? She burst into floods of tears. “I don’t know what I’ll do without him,” she wailed. “I mean it’s not just the what’s it ... you know ... bed and things. He’s been my rock all these years and the only man I’ve ever loved.”I reached for the box of tissues and her greying head slid down my shoulder and she snuggled onto my. That’s the toughest weight class, too, because there are so many good judokas in that weight.”“Congratulations, Roger. Well done, both of you. Now you can devote all your attention to the swim team, right, Roger? I’m looking forward to the swim meets starting next month. Ayame, do you have a sport you play?”“In school only games I played were volleyball and, errr, we call it sakka—but I was not so good, I’m poor runner and not play in games with other schools.”“Sakka? Oh, soccer! That word must. I wanted to know what her true feelings were, and the only way I'd find out, was if we acted on one of her requests. I didn't want to do anything to harm Joyce, but I did want to know what it was she really hoped for from me.When I opened my bathroom door to come out, about five minutes later, I had already gotten undressed, except for a thick bathrobe that I'd put on. It had always been hung on a metal hook on the inside of my bathroom door, but I almost never wore it. Joyce was under the bed.