It was hisbirthday?and look at all the girls! Earl didn?t have any male friends, really. Hopedidn?t allow Earl to play poker with his friends, or go g...lfing anymore. In general, when Earl was at home, he was kept inthe furnace room in the basement, when there were no chores to do, and Hopedidn?t want to be bothered. But today was Earl?s 40th birthday, andthings were going to be different! ?Hi, Earl? said Verena, and Earl smiled at Hope?sclose friend, who he?d always had the hots for. Verena. . The girl's just the same.To be honest, though, I rather like it. Times are different, and they look so innocent. Why shouldn't they clasp each other's bottoms if it makes them happy? I love to see them walking off down the street, carefree, belonging to each other. Like I say, Love's Young Dream. Come to think of it, I'd let a girl like that hold my bottom any day. Of course, you have to call them asses these days, don't you?They're students at the university, where I was Professor till I. For a moment, the literal human embodiment of grace and elegance stands with her mouth agape. She’s hesitant on entering another person’s home. “Oh I don’t know…”She’s just being polite. Insist!“Just for a moment. Please?” Acele steps aside, throwing the door open. That’s all it takes. Excusing herself ‘for a moment,’ the Goddess enters.***It’s strange how the presence of a single person can change the atmosphere of a place. Acele’s studio apartment is not big. One bathroom, one bedroom, the. I might have said it to hurt you because you pissed me off at the time.”“Nope, you said it and you meant it. I understand why you said it too.”“You said you didn’t.”“Yes, I did, didn’t I?”“You’ve been with Marg again, haven’t you? You’ve been screwing the slut again. I thought you had got over that bitch.”“No, wrong again. I was at Marg and Cherie’s but I wasn’t with her. If you understand what I’m saying.”“So who is it? If you have worked that out then you’ve been with someone.”“So you have.