There’s so much we haven’t done, haven’t experienced. The life we’ve led has been one of commitment and passion, although there’s been preci...us little of the latter for months now. We’ve worked through the body issues, more of a process for me than for Jeff. He’s the kind of man who loves totally, completely, beyond the superficial, and beyond the fact that his wife, maimed by surgery and thin to the point of emaciation, is no longer able to make love to him. He’s a kind and gentle man, and. ’ she says calmly. ‘How about it?’ ‘Good morning,’ I say. What else can I say? It’s 9am. It’s Sunday. It’s six months and nine days since the last time she said that. How has she got here? I suppose it doesn’t matter now. We stand looking at each other and I don’t know what to do, really I don’t. She hands me the rose. ‘Come in?’ It’s more of a suggestion than anything. I step aside and she enters. Am I still asleep? And anyway, how about what? How did she find me? I have dreamed about this so. Apart from her being horizontal, she looked hardly different than when awake. Eldrian’s hand slid forwards, aimed at her shoulder. He gave her the faintest prod he could imagine. Nothing. A harder one that brought the same. Then he grabbed her arm and shook a little. The girl jolted and lurched backwards beneath the covers. A scream filled Eldrian’s ears. It seemed to originate from inside him. Then it died as fast as it had risen. ‘Don’t do that!’ The girl hissed. ‘I’m letting you out,’. The pantyhose was what he hated most about his job. Hehated it even more than his heels. His heels made him stand over fivefoot ten which he liked. He wished he could wear some tights instead,but that wasn't professional enough or so he thought. Sheer pantyhosewas what was required, but in the end for the money they were paying him,he supposed it was worth it.Jay was still in the fifth grade. Every September his new class would bein the fifth grade, the same as the spring before. Mr. Kern.