I'd like that a lot." I turned to mom and gave her a big grin. She looked back at me, a frown on her face."Tell you what," Lisa said to mom, "I brough... my cosmetology bag with me. What about I give you a going-over tonight?" I think that's a great idea," I said, "I think Sally needs a good going-over."Mom stared at me. If looks could kill, I would have been dead at that instant.*****Roy and I were sitting in our room while the women were next door, my mom getting her 'going-over' from Lisa.. Too familiar. I hugged her close and tried to push away the memory of all the places she had touched and kissed on my body. I seemed to have overwhelmed her as her eyes brimmed with tears when she looked at me.“You look good,” I said, cupping her face.“Just good?”“You look amazing, as always.”She smiled modestly and kissed my cheek. “I missed you.”“I know. I’m sorry. I’ve been a bad friend to everyone.”We started down the path together, catching up on our latest life events. “Your mother told. In the hotel lobby, I approached the front desk and asked if there were any messages for me. The night clerk turned and retrieved an envelope delivered by a messenger service and two fax messages from my box. Entering my suite, I collapsed on the sofa and examined my mail. The letter was from Richard and I noted it had been picked up by the messenger service from his office at 1:58 pm, as he had said well before he could possibly have received Ellen's call. Since I already knew the essence of. I remember this local toilet that used to be frequented by lots of different men who wanted more than just using the facilities. This particular incident that still lingers in my memory occurred some years back.I went to the toilet as usual to see if I could meet someone who might like to play. I went into a cubical that had glory holes in the panels and took my trousers and my favourite white Y fronts down and sat down. After some time and on the verge of giving up a man came into the.