I just want to meet the person behind that beautiful voice. “She is usually in the central alarm station. She watches the cameras and dispatches te...ms if there is trouble. But right now, I think she is checking Id’s at the casino. Do you want me to introduce you? “No, I think she already knows who I am. She heard Yvonne and I last night.” “Who didn’t. Yvonne is always so loud. So, what is going on with you and Beatrice Sparks.” “Sparks? I didn’t know her last name. She is just a nice lady. I looked at her and said really? She said yes. I said I cant just yet, my lease isn’t up until the end of November. She pouted a little but then said that makes sense, but please promise me that when it is up, you move in. I said that is a great plan and we’ll make it happen. I told her to go shower and get some sleep, since we may be up late tonight. I went and run a bunch of errands and said I would be back when she gets up, so text me when that happens.I got back about 3:30, loaded with. In fact, I had no hair on my body other than the hair on my head.Yikes!My mother had left some body lotion for me to rub on my skin after mybath.I dried off with a big fluffy towel and started to apply the lotiononto my 'new' soft skin. This felt really good, but then I noticed thelotionhad a 'girly' fragrance. Oh well, I finished applying the lotion overmy entire new soft body. I felt different.I then wrapped the towel around me like a girl; I don't why I did this,but I had seen my mother. I feel you shudder ever so slightly, as I whisper in your ear, ‘Patience’. I slowly release you from my grasp, allowing you to move away. For a moment, you lean back against the wall, gazing back at me with your untamed eyes and that mischievous, teasing smile still on your face. You turn away from me, and wander back into the street. I follow you slowly, watching your every move. A young man walks toward you, oblivious to our presence,and our little game. I wonder if you will let him pass.