“And you?” I tentatively questioned.“Don’t really do labels,” he replied, before continuing, “To me, it’s only important if it’s a goo... fuck or a bad fuck. Gender doesn’t really come into it.”After a brief pause, he surprised me by asking, “Do you like massage?”“Sure,” I answered, somewhat perplexed.“Well, I give an unbelievable massage. I don’t do any of the fancy named stuff, but just a good old fashioned hard massage. My hands are very strong, and I can assure you that you won’t have any. " He placed the items he was holding into the rear ofthe car. "Annie... I just need you to tell Quinn that I'm sorry that Iopened that article. When I saw the photo of the crash scene, I wasnearly sick. I should have been sensitive enough of Quinn's feelings tohave closed it before she saw it."Ann couldn't help but feel bad for this poor kid. "Ricky... I'm surethat Quinn is freaked out by the photo, I mean, God knows I am, but..." Annie," Ricky interrupted, "how did you get through all that? I. I had taken off my shirt and boots and socks while we enjoyed our after work beer so I was already half naked. When I rounded the corner around back of the cottage, I stripped off my shorts and was walking naked to the shower. I guess with the summer breeze rustling the leaves in the trees, I didn't hear the water running in the shower and when I rounded the little wall by the shower, I saw my 19 year old niece in a very close and soapy embrace with the 20 something year old daughter of a. "Who do you think choreographs Warren's and my dances? Well, both of us, actually, but, yeah, we are our own choreographers. Believe me, that's creative." Yeah, it is," Kate smiled.Now Kate was sitting in the stands, along with Ellen and Dan, and her best friend Tanya. Tanya was also a figure skating fan, and a photographer, and Kate had asked if she could come along and take some pictures."Only if we get a copy," Warren had smiled.Peg and Jim Kelleher joined them, and the skaters skated over.