"I'm just glad you're both okay," Kristy soothed as she brought her hand over and rubbed both of their hands on the table. She loved her boyfriend and...was also very close with his best friend. It really had been such a close call.They all decided to throw on their bathing suits and head out back to the jacuzzi. Kristy and Eric were housesitting for her parents who were vacationing out in Yosemite for the summer. They were on college break and Dom had tagged along for the mostly free room and. .it's not the same. It's...different. What kind of mother would I be?" Yes it's different mom, because it's as close as you can get to someone. It says, 'I am yours and you are mine.' It say's, 'I don't hold anything back from this person...' It say's 'I'm not afraid to love this person, no matter what anyone else might think or say.' It says all those things even if it's a mother and her son, even if it's you and me mom. And I'll tell you what kind of mother you'd be. You'd be a mother who. . you smile and said it had something to do with it. we both get up and jump into the shower again, and do what we have to do, we both get the rest of the stuff packed up and before we lock the door, you look at me and the sun was shining in on me and you lean over and gave me a huge kiss, i smile and tell you i love you, you do the same and we are on our way. A few hours later we stop for a few things to eat and drink in the car, and. And the girls just love it.It's sort of a standout feature..." he had finished lamely. Carl hadnodded and smiled. That smile had not quite reassured Bill that hismasculinity was unquestioned.So they headed off, chatting idly every so often. Ten minutes along thesky opened up and within 30 seconds they were both soaked to the skin.Catching a reflection in a shop window as they waited for the lights tochange Bill noted a slight difference in appearance. Carl looked sort ofwindswept and.