” Cecilia pulled him by the hand, leading him into the backyard. Naia’s eyes lit up at Mike’s arrival, her fountain squirting water in the shape...of a heart.“Naia.” When he said her name out loud, it finally felt like he had come home. He embraced the nymph. “What’s going on?”“We have a guest,” she said, pointing to the garage. “She needs you.”“On it.” He gave her a grin and stepped through the door. The first thing he noticed was the smell. It was subtle, but reminded him of cloves. The lights. Next time when he wants to come over tell him it's fine, if he doesn't mind me being at home. It it's a go, text me." No problem," was Tina's response. A week passes. I kept checking my texts every few minutes. Finally, there it was. I hurried home, sat in my chair and started to read the paper. The door bell rang."You're sure you don't mind," Fred asked."No, no, the two of you just go ahead, don't mind me."Fred took off all of his clothes, he measured 4 inches limp as advertised. Tina now. Andafter that it was just plain unpleasant---everything about the nurseryseemed dirty and smelly, nasty and totally unsexy... All the care andbother and clean-up took any fun it once had completely out of it..." I'm sorry, Mummy..." Luke hates it when you sleep between us during thunderstorms and whenyou have a nightmare, and I can't deal anymore with all the diaperchanges, the feedings, the tantrums around beddy-bye time. I'm tied downhere all day every day and I'm never able to take a night. In addition, he possessed an infectious exuberance in everything he did. Always bright and cheerful, everyone in the troupe had nothing but the warmest affections toward him. All this came naturally to Simon, as did the accommodations he made. Having been raised without paternal influence had already made him thoroughly respectful of everything feminine. In fact, he had such respect for things feminine that neither the girlish attire, incessant teasing, nor the things Leonora asked him to.