"Cousin!" Rob hissed. "What a lame excuse!"Mel glowered at him. "Well, you certainly weren't acting very much like a girl!" she spat back. Then she...got a broad grin. "But she did say you were sweet."**********Weariness was written all over Rob's pretty female face - fatigue from the day of fun and play at Bikini Beach, and emotion-sopping tiredness from not having any answers. Bert and Brandon, his roommates, were studiously ignoring him, absorbed as they were in their seemingly perpetual. It had been four months since we got the Jeep for Travis. It seemed like our plans had worked. He had made three real good friends and did have a couple of dates but nothing serious. That Wednesday afternoon over lunch, Travis asked us if he could have his three friends over, to spend the night on Friday. They wanted to shoot some pool and go swimming and just do guy things. I said to Travis, “It is totally up to your mom, I am leaving Friday and will be gone for two weeks.”Brandi said, “Oh, I. I was relieved when I realized that it had gone completely through me.One kidney was a ruined mess, and my stomach was a wreck, but it could have been worse, he could have made me repair my spine. Maybe he didn't know I could do that.For the next hour I patiently coaxed my body to heal itself, accelerating healing here, coaxing growth there, sending new life into tissue over there.Sometime around midnight I was able to roll off the bunk and crash to the floor near the door. By twelve thirty, I. “Hey there stranger" her voice was music, it made my stomach do back flips. Does she know what she’s doing to me?“Well hello there beautiful' I try to keep my voice steady, but it’s hard. Her smile grows even more“can I come in?" she asks so sweetly, so innocently I can barley bring myself to speak.“You know you’re always welcome in my home." I stand aside and let her walk in. she passes me and I can smell her perfume. I savor it, I remember it. She walks into the living room"looks like your.