My phantom housemate Steve had let Molly squat in our townhouse for months. She was the his girlfriends cousin. I didn't like a stinky squatter in my ...ouse, so I spent most of my nights with Laura and Susan. Great way to address a problem, right?The problem with Molly was her depression. She sat around the place doing little except letting herself slowly starve and get disgustingly filthy. Facing the prospect of a sexless spring break without my lovers and having a stinky pest camping in my. Abbie ran her finger tips lightly over his cheek. Ron felt a stirringin his loins even as he began to relax, to feel that somehow, he wouldlearn to feel more secure in himself. To put it more accurately, to beself-assured enough to be the self he had wanted to be ever so long."Feeling any better?" asked Abbie."Huh?" answered Rob as if awakened from a day dream. "Sorry, I didn'thear you. The lightning and thunder scare me. Don't know why." As hehesitated tears again ran down his cheeks. . It is warm inside the tent. We are sweating so we just relax for awhile. Then we hear his Mom calling "Paul".Paul gets up, opens the tent flap, looks out and answers "I'm in the tent." "Come with me, we're picking up your Dad and driving to the hospital to visit Grandpa." Ok" he replies.To me he says "guess we'll see you tomorrow, it's an hour trip there, we visit for an hour, then have supper and an hour's drive back." "Ok. Is it alright if I hang out here for awhile and look at the rest of. I cleared my throat and said, "Baby back ribs - a slab apiece. And beer - lots of beer."Well, they found us a table right next to the kitchen door. The Candidate started to put up a fuss, and I adlibbed and said "This is the most prized table in the place, your highness. Down here, the closer to the kitchen and the food, the more important the person." Well, he seemed to buy it anyway. I liked it because the kitchen gave us a way out without going back through the front door.They brought us.