I'm dancing with you, like you wanted." Fine, but watch your hands!"She put her hand on one of her son's hands and brought it up to her waist."OK, sor...y Mom."She didn't touch his other hand, which was still planted on her butt. Joey noticed that his mother didn't sound angry. He wasn't sure how to categorize her tone, but he could tell it wasn't especially negative. After a short while, he slid the hand his mother had moved, back to her bottom. This time he squeezed her with both. When he inserted them into a slot in the side wall, a screen rose revealing a round stage on which four naked girls were desultorily dancing. Separating us from them was a clear piece of plastic with circular cutouts at breast and crotch level. One of the girls came over when she noticed the booth was occupied, stooped over and peered in. ‘Oh it’s just you.’ And returned to the others. ‘They get a minute a quarter. A minute of time before the screen drops. If they want a particular girl to. I was polite but firm in my rejection of any and all requests to be on a committee, to participate in any committee-sponsored decorating, door-to-door campaigning, baking, sign painting, poster-placing, or any other activity. I had participated in the past because Teddy had wanted to. This year I had no one to pull me in.The first thing I had to do when school started was talk to Teddy. It wasn't something I was looking forward to, but I needed to do it, and as had been the case earlier before. It can only be described as bucolic bliss. He’s dressed in a black cloak which flaps in the wind, his long blonde hair flows in the wind. His emerald green eyes shimmer with the golden light of the sun as he grasps a pad of paper and a bottle of ink. His face is only slightly narrowed, still having much youth. He wears a very calm expression for he is calmed by this forested mountain range.As he begins to draw a thoroughly detailed portrait of this lush landscape, he realizes his surroundings.