Dad was at the kitchen table eating scrambled eggs with a fork in his left hand while his right hand tried to hold open a broadsheet newspaper.My mum ...tood near the stove and prepared scrambled eggs for me. She looked at Dad fumbling with the large newspaper and started laughing. I sat down opposite my dad, keen on talking to him."Dad, can I talk to you about my birthday?" Go ahead." Instead of putting the newspaper aside, he kept reading."You know how I wanted to get an exercise machine? Well,. That was short term. For long term…“Jonus!” From an anteroom, his executor hastened, a tall thin man with a sharp administrative and political mind, with a horseshoe of short brown hair still clinging to his head above the ears. “Yes, my lord!” came his enthusiastic voice.“Scan the city, and find me a pair of beautiful women, and have them brought to my tent this evening after my evening meal.” Levan steepled his fingers in anticipation. “Very good, your highness.”Levan felt the contours of the. Then Liz found a matching garter belt and some fishnet stockings and pulled them up his legs and fastened them. The more underwear she put on the more excited and erect Robbie became.Liz even managed to find a pair of high heel shoes that she managed to squeeze Robbie's feet into. A dash of red lipstick was applied to his lips and Robbie was led to a full length mirror to admire himself. He felt and looked very sexy. Liz said, 'Walk around, let us admire you.'Robbie paraded in front of Liz and. It's quite a shock...where? When? Okay, right,see the nurse...I'll have to talk to Mom and then get right back to you,will that be okay? All right, bye for now!"When she hung up, we were both staring at her, wondering what it had allbeen about."Do you remember my friend Shelley who was my lead counselor at camp lastsummer?" (Each cabin had 16 campers, one paid counselor like Shelley, andone unpaid assistant like Sis.)"Well, she's got mononucleosis! They thought it was flu, but the monodiagnosis.