I dont want his image to disappear. When suddenly I hear a knock on the door, and without waiting for the answer he enters the room. Luckily enough, b... that time, my hands are out, and although I am still short of breath and slightly bewildered and still oh so horny for him... I do my best to pretend nothing happened. -That's interesting. I ask if you want TV on and you say yes, and suddenly dont even have the curtesy of turning it off when you leave the living room?I blink... oh yeah... tv.... Susan was a different matter, though."How do I know this is true?" he demanded of her."I can show you my papers", Susan told him. She rummaged around in the knapsack she carried, and pulled out a handful of papers; it took me only a glance to recognize them as the quizzes and exams we'd had. She set them down on the table and told him "See here? These are the scores I got in the beginning of the class, before Michael and I started to study together. And here are the results I got with his. She walked over to Brad who was in a hunched position in a chair staring at the floor. She kneels down in front of him, placing her hand on his knee. 'Im so sorry Sir but I have to ask what you plan to do?'Brad looks up, with Puffy red eyes 'Plan?' Brad replies'Yes, the police said that they don’t need a post mortem as the death was caused by the accident. So the hospital need to know if you plan to bury or cremate?''I haven’t got money so I cant afford a burial' Brad replied.'Ill let them know. " Okay, you have an appointment with Dr. Wu the second day we get back.He'll give you the hormones and set up your plastic surgery. He's verygood," said Ashley."Dr Wu? Isn't that from a song?"Ashley laughed. "Yes, by Steely Dan."She then began to sing the chorus. "Are you with me Doctor Wu?"Gaby laughed. "I love Steely Dan."Ashley nodded in agreement. "Anyway, Dr. Wu likes the song, and he's agreat surgeon." How soon will I be operated on?" As soon as possible," replied Ashley. "The quicker you.