She couldn’t hide all of those tapes from her husband forever and wanted them put on DVDs that she could hide easily. My wife said that we would be ...leased to make copies for her but that it would take some time to do it. Twelve six-hour tapes was a lot of copying. Marilyn told us to take our time but swore us to secrecy. We swore, took the shoebox, and then left before her husband came home from the party. He had just laughed when she had hit me and acted as if he didn’t care. My wife said. Feeling marginally, but still noticeably, better, I gather my purse, stethoscope, and the ever vital cup of coffee from the center console. Sadly, the coffee it doing little for me. It was never all that great as a pick-me-up. But I still love the taste and it is a ritualized purchase after full day shifts. I would be a lot less exhausted, somewhat ironically, if I had just stayed up the whole night. But I made the, understandably of course, mistake of trying to sleep during the down time. It. Aunty: (Pulling me closer to her and pulled my cheeks softly) I too was young someday. I know what happens in this age.Me: Haha, no aunty, you still look so gorgeous. Nothing like that.Aunty: Ur tshirt doesn’t allow me to massage properly. Please take it off.Me: Its okay aunty, I’ll be fine.Aunty: Its okay, you’re not bothering me. Pull it off.I opened my t-shirt. She took a long look at my bare chest and gave a sexy smile. I was amazed at her smile, but then I blushed. She pulled me back to. ”“I’ve only even seen him play once. I at least want to see him before I meet him on the court.”We were at the player’s banquet on Tuesday night. There were close to 700 of us gathered at the conference facility. We’d spent the day getting our credentials, finding a warmup court, meeting other players, and having a meeting with the reps from Raquethon.The Raquethon guys wanted to take us out to dinner. We passed so I could attend the opening dinner for all players. Even though sponsors aren’t.