Room. Left behind, John rubbed his stinging cheek, trying to make sense of the funny feeling in his stomach. What was that feeling? He wondered. It wa...n’t. . . It couldn’t be. . . arousal? He was getting aroused from being slapped by Rachael? ‘Okay,’ he said, glad no one was around to witness this embarrassing turn of events, ‘that’s pretty pathetic. Note to self - get a new crush.’ * * *That night, John turned over in his sleep, burying his head in his pillow. He was dreaming. In his dream,. I put my black kilt, wig and makeup in my flight bag and, as Sally Anne had already packed the main case, we grabbed our passports and went downstairs.Karl came downstairs wearing jog trousers as well with a black ribbed jumper and judging by the heel he also had on high boots below the trousers. He did not have a wig on but I noticed he had let his hair grow and it was styled for the moment in a ponytail. Kate had put on her royal blue satin skirt again and as she walked down the stairs you. Would you like one? Yeah! Sure. Id love one, he replied. As his ex mother in law turned towards the work counter Andys eyes followed, checking out her body. Wearing a fine knit, figure hugging, grey cardigan, over a light grey, pencil skirt with a split running a third of the way up the back she was looking good, very good, though in truth this came as no surprise to Andy for despite the fact she was fifty five years of age, he knew she was someone who had always prided herself in her. Mom’s at a three day conference this weekend, and gave us strict instructions not to call her except for real, like life and death, emergencies. She’s supposed to give some kind of presentation tomorrow to introduce her to the owners of her new account.’ ‘It’s okay, Cindy. It got me out of work early, and gave me a chance to tease my secretary. How’s school going for you this year?’ ‘So far so good, we’ve just been reviewing last year in science, math and Spanish. Thank goodness, I’m done with.