I did the same when I showered.I also started touching him more. Giving him hugs when I wasn't wearing much. I quit wearing shorts at night. I would c...me downstairs in my panties and a camisole to get a drink, or talk to him. Then I would give him hugs goodnight. After mom went to bed if we were watching a movie I would scoot up next to him so we were touching. I did this for literally weeks. I noticed him getting more and more impatient and frustrated. One night I came downstairs when he was. Need to know..." Know what?" Randall demanded."Okay." Erin gathered herself. "You know about Rob." It was a statement, not a question. Randall nodded confirmation. "Well, there have been a couple of others, not as good -- I'm still kind of hung up on Rob. I need to know if he was really THAT good..." Oh." Randall scratched his head. "I don't know if I'm competition." Well," Erin cocked her head, "this way we can both find out..." I have a lot to lose, here -- and very little to gain," Randall. . term. Calling the shot is calling the pocket." I am aware of the game ... sinful is what it is." Not in my time, ma'am," countered Andy. "In my time it's a game of skill often played by socially acceptable people. Actually, billiards is out of style." I'll accept that ... what else does 'calling the shots' mean?" Firearms, ma'am," said Andie, "Frontiersmen used to call the location of the bullet strike before the shot." She grinned, "Some of them were extremely accurate." I see, my husband. I've been known to take something that wasn't mine when I thought I could get away with it. I'm not very scrupulous about telling the truth, either.The only reason I'm not an all out criminal is probably the fear of getting caught and going to prison. I'm terrified of being locked up in a prison. My fear of being imprisoned is almost irrational in its intensity.Perhaps that fear haunts me because I have come so close so many times and have had to think about it more than most people I know. Or.