.. oh. Sorry."The response caught me. "You had sort of what?"She looked at Kim then looked away embarrassed."She had been sure you were gay." Kim said...sounding amused."After Yvette?" Because of Yvette."I sat back, more than a little stunned. "I didn't know I gave off such a gay vib." I looked at her. "So what did you think when I asked you out?" I wasn't sure." She confessed. "But I figured either way, if you were into it, one of us would get lucky."I had to chuckle. I wanted to find a new. .." I searched for the right words. He recognized my hesitance and assured me , "We don't have to do everything as a married coupled. I just want know we have special connection, we share more than just our bodies. Everything I have will be yours. And when I die-" Don't say -" Hey, I know it will happen, I am old, it is inevitable. When I die everything I have will be yours." What about your k**s?" They have enough and they don't deserve all my things anyways. You have made me happy and I want. After the mud pack was on for a long time her attendant removed as much of the mud pack as she could and then Ann was taken to a shower to remove the rest of the mud pack. This was followed by a long period in the steam room. Then Ann had a massage with fragrant oils. The massage relaxed her until she almost fell asleep on the massage table.The attendant took Ann into the beauty salon. Another person started to shampoo and set her hair. After Ann was under the dryer a manicurist came and gave. There was that moment of panic when you were driving to work and you felt something trying to invade your consciousness. It was that feeling of a dark, heavy presence pushing your consciousness down into a deep recess of your soul that made you want to jump out of your skin, slam your foot on the accelerator, and crash into the bus that was turning into the intersection.Then there was the surreal experience of watching yourself bleed to death as the paramedics and fire fighters tried to extract.