He would know exactly how make love to me and would patiently show me how to make love to him. He’d be mature enough to understand it was for pleasu...e, not for attachment. Maybe a young married man, I thought. But when I ran through the teachers at school, neighbors and the young men I knew at church, I didn’t find any inspiration.It seemed like a lot to ask, but when I began thinking about my brother-in-law, I began to realize the many ways in which he would fit the bill rather nicely. Before. ”Thom has Vic all worked up and I’m not sure why but I’ve let it go on long enough so I step in, “Vic and Thom, stop behaving like little boys and professionally do your jobs.”Thom laughs and Vic apologizes, “Sorry Ms. Stevens, Thom and I got off on the wrong foot...”Thom interrupts, “ ... And since then Vic has been putting that foot in his mouth. He doesn’t realize that all conversations in this car are monitored by the control room in the cabin. With his insults of Kazakhstan, it should be. “Oh, my God! Oh, my god!” another woman started screaming from back in the locker room. I didn’t even see anybody in the locker room. “Is there a man in here? Oh, my God, is there a man in here? Security! Security!” I could hear her screaming it over and over going down the hallway outside. “Oh… nuts,” said the lady from the shower stall, sort of like resigned, and a wet hand reached out from behind the curtain and grabbed my wrist and pulled me in. The water was way hot, but maybe it was I. " After that I simply relaxed and didn't feel like saying anything.And neither did Patricia. Her massage techniques were masterful. The time passed quietly, Patricia occasionally humming songs as she worked. I felt her hands slowly work their magic, kneading and relaxing the muscles in my back and upper arms. It felt absolutely delightful. I began to drift, acutely aware of how wonderful her hands felt and of nothing else. My thoughts turned to Melanie. And the time passed."Here Eric. Lift up.