If he answers, I'll have to walk a whole block in these fucking shoes."Tuck woke up from his nap long enough to tell me to let Ginger use my cell phon.... I handed it to her, and after two minutes she handed it back to me."He ain't there or he's not answering the phone. I wish I knew which it was."She was undecided until we got to within a half-block of her apartment. "Stop!" she shouted. I slammed on the brakes."It was nice to meet you, Victor," she said as she glanced at the sleeping Tuck. Minor muscle tweaks had recurred, not painful but just enough to bother his slumbers. He lay on his side facing the door when he heard a keycard activate the lock. The door inched open on oiled hinges to reveal an intruder’s silhouette in the hallway light. Rather than presenting danger, the diorama showed draping curls and an hourglass rounded body covered by a translucent diaphanous nightgown. The figure crossed to his bed as the door closed the room back into darkness. The woman climbed in. Sandy quickly began trying to pull her sister off of me, but I held up my hand to stop her."Give me ... a minute..." I panted, trying to catch my breath.The second time with Sandy was much slower and more loving. Anna, who was stretched out beside us barely moved, but I saw her watching her sister, then looking deeply into my eyes before returning her gaze to her sister's face. Curious, I scanned Anna and discovered that she was hoping that her sister had finally found the love that she had. "Exactly! Except your old pajama bottoms are all old and worn. You neednew pajamas." But shouldn't I just get 'boys' pajamas, Mother. Why would you playbetter if I was wearing Tweety Bird pajamas?" Because I think those pajamas are cute! That's why. And don't get sassywith me, young man!" Mother was in one of her weird moods again today."Okay, Mother... Would you please explain to me how you'd play betterScrabble if I was wearing tweety bird pajamas?" That's easy, dear, now pay attention,.