Do you work here?"Yup. That's me. Apparently the needle for my suave and debonair tank is banging on empty. That's the best I could come up with for m...eting a woman.She turned around and I knew I'd found one who needed my special brand of help. She sounded almost scared when she asked me how she could help me.She was not Raquel Welch, or Jodie Foster, or Nicole Kidman. In fact, she wasn't beautiful at all, when compared to all those women who look normal when they get out of bed in the morning,. But running through the Tinsler family, that'sJenn's maiden name, is this terrible genetic disorder that manifestsitself only after the birth of a woman's first child. After Phillipwas born, a simple test revealed that Jennifer had inherited it.Since she'd always wanted a large family, the test results almostdestroyed her, because another pregnancy would be fatal. But wewere both relieved that Phillip had been male and would never haveto suffer like his mother."Now that put a completely. We sat around drinking some more when Jack suggested we start a game of strip poker. We all agreed and the cards came out. The wager was one article of clothing off to all the losing hands. It didn’t take long and we where all naked. Bob’s wife Kelly and my wife Beth had been eyeballing each other most of the night. Jack had the cards and was dealing them when Kelly leaned over and started kissing Beth. They had a five minute or so make out session when Bob through a shit fit ending the lesbian. I had no idea how ignorant she was of sex and stuff like that. Who am I to talk, I was a virgin, too..."I've just been thinking about it," Sam said, tapping her pencil, "I mean, It's a hole, right? Something probably goes there. I don't know why, but it's felt like something BELONGS in there lately." Well, uh, weren't you taught that...uh..." The sudden raising on the topic had made me rather nervous."Aw, you're blushing again," Sam said, leaning a little closer to me with a smirk across her.