Her grin widened when she considered that William wasn’t exactly hard on the eyes either. She couldn’t count the number of times she’d hidden be...ind the curtain, peeking at him running around in the back yard with his shirt off. At thirty-six, divorced, with a career and the thrift store eating up her time, it was the closest she’d been to an actual naked man in nearly two years. With the prospect of getting something done today ahead of her, she went to work sorting the donations. About. After one week alone I was getting along all right. The swelling around my eye had gone down and the darkness had all but disappeared. Nights were the worst. I missed reaching over and finding Shirley next to me. I missed her soft touch, her gentle nature and her scent.Our eight A.M. Accounting class was playing the eight A.M. Calculus class that met across the hall from us. Since our class had sixteen boys and only eight could be on the field at a time Doctor Mercer made frequent substitutions. “Private!” was all he said.I discreetly slipped him a hundred dollar bill and made my way inside. I entered a small dimly lit room, with a large red curtain at the other end. I made my way over and peaked through the heavy velvet folds. There was another room, this one better furnished, behind the curtain. The six men were seated in leather couches, forming a circle leaving a large area in the center of the room. They were all talking, apparently about my wife.“Did you see the ass on her?”“She. I caught myself. I pushed my egoback down into my brain stem. I too was happy for Suzy. I too began tothink how I could turn the happiness of my horniness to better serve ourclients over the next weeks.Yes, thank you Dr. Ming, I thought, thank you for keeping my ungratefulpenis caged.------ Salon #2I was moved up from Salon number 3 to number 2. They had names but Suzyjust referred to them by number. Dr. Ming had a small empire ofbusinesses: three nail-pedicure-hair salons, a day spa, a retreat.