He was just about to walk away as unannounced as he showed up. But it was too late. At my invitation, he walked up my sidewalk toward my front door an... knocked.I quickly opened the door. The cold air poured into my house as I took in a closer look at the gorgeous mystery man standing in front of me. “Thank you so much,” I said. “I really appreciate it.”“No problem,” he answered. “I was out doing mine a few houses down and thought I could do a few more since I was out. Good exercise.” . My gentle lovers had been forced to enforce my cruel discipline. It had been the right thing to do, but it still hurt.As they felt the sorrow and remorse I was feeling, they, too, began to cry, helping me to grieve. We sat together, holding one another, supporting one another, loving one another. A fucking Kodak moment, if there ever was one.Finally, our tears and sobs lessened and stopped. Kleenex appeared and, to a chorus of honking that would have made a flock of geese proud, we cleaned. I'll open up the hide a bed and you can get some rest. The shower is through my bedroom." You'll get no argument from me Larry. Lisa, why don't you get our nighties out, then you can shower with me." Okay Tina, but I'm not sleepy!"Tina stood with effort and walked to my room, leaving the door open. I opened up the hide a bed and realized that the sheets were all dirty.I could hear the shower running, so I looked at Lisa, thinking to ask her to get the top sheet off my bed. She was busy rifling. He worked the bag, always on the move, changing the pattern as he went and finished with a series of knee strikes. He stopped and gathered his breath."Are you angry?" Taylor asked as she shed her jacket."You don't have to hit something because you're angry." You look pissed when you're doing that." It's a mindset thing," he said. "I had some decent boxing skills before I joined the Marines. They taught me how to fight and I'm good at it. I'm even certified to teach. Come here, I'll show you how.