It was only later, sitting at the table being served by anxiousgeeks trying for some reason to get "her" approval, that he not onlyenjoyed the attenti...n but the soup and the very different feeling of howhe was dressed and made up. He fixed his lipstick after eating and thennoticed everyone was watching with great interest."It just seemed natural to fix it." He said almost apologetically. Hehad gotten into character, practicing for his job next week, but didn'twant things to get weird.The whole. Are you there?" Yes... yes I'm here." Can you tell me who will come for the identification, your mother or you?" We'll let you know when the pick up arrives. How can I know what Mom will be like in two hours? She is still unconscious." I was getting really irritated with the guy. "I need to have someone be here with Mom before I can leave her here. Just send the pick up and then we'll see."I called Mom's best friend, Melanie, and with tears that hardly enabled me to speak I asked her to come. It all started about two years ago, when I found some magazines and some of my panties under his bed when I was cleaning his room.I didn't do anything about it that time, but it made me think about what he was doing with my panties.i decided to test him a little, so I went shopping, and bougth some small see through panties.the day after I left my panies on the floor just after the shower, and waited for him to steal them.just after I left the shower he was there, and I was waiting outside for. I have to say that his choice in women had its flaws and most of them were no more than skin covered skeletons with no more life than a marrow bone. We had had some fun with some of them though and even had one or two come back for a re-run. I guess John liked his bachelor status because he rarely had them come back to our pied-et-tere more than twice.This woman had all the hall marks of being a bimbo. Blonde hair, too much make up and cheap perfume all contributed to the supposition. Unfairly.