I have no recollection of my family or my upbringing or my growing up. I have put together a new identity and I have built a life. I have a successful...job, I have a nice place to live and I am in love with a beautiful woman. And, I have been living in fear of this day. I fear that it will change the way you feel about me.”Blossom sat there for the longest time before she moved as close to me as she could in the front seat of my car. She took my hand and stared at me with those eyes. My heart. Slowly, he began to focus ona spot a few inches in front of him. It was sand. He was on a beach,and he was laying on the shore, right at the point at which the wavesreached the beach sand.As his eyes accustomed themselves to his surroundings, he turnedthem to explore other things. As far as he could see ahead ofhimself, there was beach. He could see the water line as it snakeditself down the imperfect sand. Moving his eyes slightly along thesand, he could see what seemed like trees. With a. She was apparently reassured though as she dropped Rosalee off outside the pool hall where we had arranged to meet."Mom, this is Roger. Roger, my mother." Hello Roger." Hello." I'll be back at 10:30. Is that okay?"The way she said it made it obvious that it would be. It was what she was willing to allow on a first date for a sixteen year old and if the other sixteen year olds thought it ridiculous they didn't have to deal with her as their mother. I was sure that Rosalee and her mother had. "He looked at the bare surface and realized their misgivings."Hold on a minute," he told them.He looked around the lab for something that could be used to hide his friends if the need arose. That's when he thought of his hamster cage. Well not really a hamster, but it was close enough to its Earthly namesake for descriptive purposes. He walked over to the bookshelf and took it over to the table and set it down next to Betty and Valerie.Then he opened its door and invited them in."Here," he said.