‘Not right now,’ Heidi replied. ‘Maybe…maybe later.’ Tim’s embrace tightened, their lips met in a torrid, searching kiss, and their bodies...pressed together. ‘Let’s go upstairs,’ Heidi suggested when the kiss finally ended. ‘We…we can get something to eat later…if we want to.’ When they arrived in their bedroom, they tore at each other’s clothes. Tim, as always, delighted in helping his wife undress and, as usual, enjoyed having Heidi undress him just as much. When their clothes were off, the. He was offered a COBRA policy, but they won’t cover my prescription. Mom says there’s no way we can afford it out-of-pocket, now.”“Why won’t insurance cover it?” he asked.“It’s because it’s not approved for ... my condition.”“Then how can your doctor prescribe it for you?”“A licensed doctor can prescribe any drug for any condition,” she replied. “But if the diagnostic codes don’t match, the insurance company balks at paying for it. Dad’s old policy was liberal and covered it — I only needed to. Iquickly gave up and let her have what ever enjoyment she derived fromdressing me. Soon I was wearing the completed gown, and it was betterand more wondrous than before. I just had to see myself in a mirror butthat still meant a risky move to the mirrored alcove out front. Ilooked toward the front of the shop and leaned as if to step off theplatform but didn't. The shop was most likely closed but there mightstill be a customer left. I began to fidget as indecision took over.Gerry picked up. Once the campers arrived and checked in we had our first campfire. I had the older chess group so my campers were all 12-15, mostly boys. The head councilor joked that in addition to everything else I got “jailbait duty” at night, which I was informed consisted of spending two hours in the early hours with a flashlight acting as human birth control. A couple of summers earlier three girls had returned home with a special bonus in their bellies and the management didn’t want a repeat.My first.