He's a lad about town, perfectly attractive in a manual tradesman sort of way. His hands may be a tad callused but his buns and package are always ent...cingly displayed. He favours classic shirting and seems to have an inexhaustible supply of new bright white trainers. He's charming enough in an 'I like to have a kick around with the guys on a Sunday morning' sort of way and I just know that Mummy and Daddy would have been much happier if, twenty years ago, I'd brought him home rather than the. ”“I don’t know...”“Come on dad, we hung out with Ashley like you wanted us to...”“Playing that card. The difference with that is that’s temporary, the dog isn’t.”It’ll make Rita really happy...”I heard him sigh, always a good sign with dad. “Fine, but any problems she’s gone, got it?”“Got it, thanks dad.”“Yeah yeah. See you at home.”I hung up and walked over to the lady. “We’ll take him.”“Great! You’re getting a wonderful little guy, so happy and energetic.”“She is too, they haven’t stopped. "Would that young man at the next table have winked at Dolly's brother?His response to my roving glance caused me to look down in confusion, andI did not again look in his direction. Were his eyes following me as wewalked from our table over to the cash I wondered. I did not dare look toconfirm my suspicion.Back in our room, we prepared early for bed. Mother offered her help toremove my tee shirt with the least possible disturbance of my set, and Iaccepted without question the hair net which. " Sandy said as she passed her compact to Sam. "Fix your face. Your make up is running. Boy, you're behaving like a man." Thanks," Sam replied as he saw that he looked just like the girl in front of him. "I'm a twin."As the bell rang at Martin Van Buren High School, Sam and his new sister started to walk home together. "Come on slowpoke, we promised mom we'd help with dinner." I'm coming, er, Sandy." Sam replied"What's wrong with you?" Sandy asked. "You're so different." It's like you said,".