"This can't go on," said Carol, "you need professional help." A child psychologist won't do any good," I sniffled. "We couldn't tellhim what he'd need...to know to be able to help, that I'm not the littlegirl I appear to be. Tomorrow may be my fourth birthday, but I'm thirtyyears old." I hoped that after the funeral, things might improve for you."They hadn't. The funeral was four months ago. Carol and I been there,dressed all in black, as the body of Officer Ray Peralta was lowered intothe. By then we were at the separation point, the exit for customs. We waved to our lover and left her to return to Nick.Disappointment at not seeing Christa when we exited customs ended almost immediately. A cute, petite brunette pixie we recognized as one of her fellow stewardesses came up to us. "You must be Joe and Helena," she smiled, scoping me out more than my wife. "She was right. You are cute," she said to me."Thanks," I said."And you're gorgeous," she winked at my wife."Thanks," my wife. .hard."Pat looked thoughtful. "I don't have a lot of knowledge in that area.I'm sure that Liz must know something, but I don't know why she hasn'tgotten Samantha to do something about it." It's something that you can't force. I think that it's great thatSamantha has someone else in her life though. It will help her a lot."Pat nodded thoughtfully. "You know. I think that I must have datedall of the single girls in town at one time or another, Liz included.Now that I think about it though,. She had a huge crush on this guy because of his care-free nature. He had the demeanor of a bad boy, the grades of a Brainiac and the looks of a model. The perfect guy to fantasize about. She recollected just two days prior when they were hanging out in the commons area during the passing period and noticed something about him that turned her on to him even more. As he sat on the sofa with a slight dip, his legs wide open and hand over his front zipper, a hot sensation ran through her body.“Wow,.