”She gave me a harsh look. “Do you intend to stay in my good graces young man?”I stood up straight and looked her in the eye. “Yes, ma’am.�...She met my stare evenly, “Then you will not call me Mrs. Kay, and you will not call me ma’am.”I made sure that I did not slip this time, “Yes, Marsha, you have my word.”Marsha looked at her husband, “See. You just have to be direct.”He looked wounded, “No fair!” He protested, “He would have shit himself and ran it I’d have tried that!”She laughed and swatted. Mike had moved into the aisle seat; so that he could lay out some paperwork on the vacant window seat tray table.Michele lowered Mike's tray table and the closeness of her body and the smell of her perfume began to arouse him again. He was glad that she couldn't see the bulge in his trousers. As Michele tended to him Mike's hand inadvertently touched her leg. Michele felt Mike's hand glance across her leg and she froze. Mike loved the feel of Michele's warm leg through her silky sheer nylons. His arms were thinner and therest of his body was soft and rounded except for his waist that washigh, thin and tampered.Steve reached up toward the now much taller jinn and had an urge toscratch his eyes out with his long manicured nails. Or he had anotherstrange craving to pull the handsome male creature into his bedroom."Like, like, wow, you big stupid jerk!" he screamed in an ear shatteringvoice. He grabbed his throat terrified at the sound finding no Adam'sapple on his neck. "Like change. Sammy nodded without saying anything as Iopened his window.The cold November air came rushing in as I sat down on his bed with myback to the window. I could have asked him how he was doing but by thelooks of things I already knew it wasn't good. "Mom said you're notsure about going shopping with her. Do you want to talk about it?" Iasked.Sammy lifted his head and looked at me. The expression on his face saidit all. He was scared and ashamed. I was well aquatinted with thatlook because I'd.