My ‘friends’ are waking. With deliberation I pull my fingers out of my holes and grab the soap to wash them clean. Momentarily, I let my practica... side win the battle and I determine to finish my bathing sans orgasm. I turn down the water and reach for a towel to pat dry my legs, underarms and crotch. Sitting on the edge of the tub, I grab the L’Occitane almond shower oil that I use as a lubricant when I shave. I grease my armpits and swiftly slide the razor over the stubble. Next, I apply. .. good girl,* Roberta replied sweetly over and over. *You did great, Allison, just great. See, that wasn't so bad.*"Up YOURS," the commander yelled at the top of his lungs as he finished. "I'm not a girl, or a baby. You went way over the line with that little stunt, Roberta. I could have held on longer if it wasn't for you."*I'm sorry commander, but you were putting extreme stress on your body for no reason. I had to get you to release it for your own good.*"I had a good reason," he yelled. A watershed moment occurred when he asked Barney, a long-time acquaintance, to listen to the World Series. His friend was thrilled, having no access to a radio. Informed that dinner would be provided, he took a bath and put on his best overalls, stopping to pick up some shine and wine because he knew Mabel like the latter.Clyde went outside when he heard Barney’s truck rattling up the rough road to the cabin. He greeted his friend and led him to the front room of the cabin where the radio was. "But ... but you're a police officer and surely you have duties to attend to. Beth needs constant care from a qualified person," a worried Dr. Taylor added."Don't worry about me, I received extensive training in first aid as a police officer while in the academy, and then took paramedic courses, so I think I'm moderately qualified. And for my duties as a police officer, don't you worry, I have everything under control."A knowing expression crossed the good Dr. Taylor's face, and a twinkle in.