Fortunately I wouldn't have to wear it more than a month or so.After I dressed Arnie stood in front of me and looked me over from head to toe. "You ar... absolutely gorgeous!", he said. I knew he was being kind. I really wouldn't describe my bloated belly as 'absolutely gorgeous'.We again walked down the hall without incident and Arnie helped me off the dock landing.Then Arnie jumped down, too, and said, "Kate".I turned to look at him and he held out a little box and opened it before me. Inside. ”The boy thought about that for a moment, decided he’d settle for the offer and they agreed on it.After about six weeks his father said, “Son, you’ve brought your grades up and I’ve observed that you have been studying your Bible, but I’m disappointed you haven’t had your hair cut.”The boy said, “You know, Dad, I’ve been thinking about that, and I’ve noticed in my studies of the Bible that Samson had long hair, John the Baptist had long hair, Moses had long hair, and there’s even strong. .. real big. He has his gun. He says,?Where is everybody? Did mom?s friend leave? He?s not supposed to dothat.?He?s real big and scary, but I get an idea. Maybe he can help me be bigagain. I stand up and say, ?I yow mom?s fwiend Mawk Smith. Abby make melike dis with gun. It not toy. Make me little.? It?s hard to make wordswhen I?m nervous.His eyes get wide and he looks at me. He looks at Abby and says, ?Wheredid this baby come from? Is that stupid guy that mom like so much tryingto trick. By now nearly a year had passed since that fateful camping trip, withno sign of improvement in my condition. My anxiety level was risingwith each passing day, helped along by the constant sight of my silkysmooth and oh so shapely legs, my total lack of female companionship,and my paranoia of going out in public. My lack of women at the timewasn't quite as critical to my well being as I should have expected,though that could have been explained away as a spin-off from thatdisastrous evening with.