He had to put some distance between her and himself, or he would be subject to her charms yet again. Besides now there was no reason, they had to cont...nue the charade begun by their elders. For the past six years, he had hated the relationship they were both pushed into against their will. But then, why did he feel now that he would lose something important if he walked away today. Mrs. Weatherland interrupted his chain of thought. ‘Mark, my boy, you are surely going to come home with us. Alex. Have the e-mails collected and a rough draft started of the next BASWyou. Looking at what I have I think I have enough for two more chapters and you haven't even gone to Matt's party yet. I can still see BASWyou chp .65. Want to try for 100?To: JPB 3/31/07Well, I'm home on a Saturday night, behaving myself, while Gary watches basketball on television. How domestic!Matt called yesterday. He has a serious case of the intestinal thing going around here. It's really bad, even closing schools. So,. He went to his drawers and pulled out a pair of socks and put them on. It was a shame to hide his new girly red toes, but he was frightened. He pulled out a pair of blue sweat pants and put them on over his pink panties. After pulling out a Metallica T-shirt, he put that on as well. He felt better in his boy clothes. He took off the watch, earrings and rings. He then noticed his long red nails."What am I going to do about these? Gloves?" he whined as he held out his feminine hands. The doorbell. I nuked a potato and opened a can of corn and put that in a pan on a back burner to heat while I took a package of sliced mushrooms out of the crisper and pan sauteed them in some melted butter with a tad of garlic seasoning. In less than 20 minutes I was diving into a pretty fair dinner. Sandy seemed impressed that I looked like I knew my way around the kitchen. She even tried a piece of the steak and commented on how tender and flavorful it was. After I'd finished eating and had cleared away.