She couldn’t stop gushing about Lauren. I finally laughed and she stared at me. ‘What are you laughing at?’ ‘You can’t stop talking about y...ur daughter, just like all the other moms. It amazes me how much mothers love their children. It sometimes makes me sad to be a man and never carry and give birth to a baby. You guys have a closeness that is amazing.’ She giggled. ‘Have a baby, huh?’ I chuckled. ‘I said sometimes I think about it. That doesn’t mean that I ever want to feel the pain that. I prefer just to gather the emotional content of the sleeping thoughts. Would you like me to wake you up if you start to have a nightmare?" I pondered the question a moment, and told her "No. I would rather my brain do what it wants. However frightening a nightmare is, it is always a relief to wake up- maybe that is their purpose, to make reality prefered over dreams." She tucked her head against me and murmered into my shoulder "You are so intuitively wise." I thought about tickling her in. I knew Mike and Zeke, but not the other two seniors. It was “déjà vu all over again.” Mike again wore boxers. One senior was in Superman briefs, Zeke and the other guy in boxer briefs. I was in tighty-whiteys. Surprise, no? A couple of the freshmen had worn clothes, a few others had worn sweats. Two were nude. The rest were in underwear. The naked guys would learn. The questions were surprisingly similar to the ones asked at my Q&A. I volunteered to field the one about going naked full-time. I. We sat talking for a while as we sipped our tea and at last I said, "Well, if there's nothing else, I should be on my way." There is one thing"; she said, "but I don't quite know how to ask you about it". "Just ask" I said. "Well" she said; "you know that my late husband has been gone for over a year now, and to be quite honest, for the last ten years of our marriage we slept in seperate rooms. I always liked you, you've always struck me as being a very kind, considerate and gentlemanly sort.