Exotic. It's for a fancy dress party, you see." For your wife?"I looked him straight in the face and tried to retain a deadpan expression. "No, actual...y it's for me."The manager's smile broadened. "I see. Well first we'll need to take one or two measurements." So saying he passed a linen tape measure around my hips and then checked my waist size. He was very close now and I caught the hint of an expensive women's cologne. "Did sir have any particular colours in mind?" I thought purple, with. .-are you hungry?-A little “I answered-ok, Ill be right backAnd with that she went into the kitchen, I felt bad that she just got up to cook for me, so I sat there debating whether I should tell her to forget it.I decided it wasn’t worth it and went to tell her to forget it, when I got to the kitchen she was not there, I looked for her throughout the first floor of the house and she wasn’t there I went outside thinking maybe she went to the corner store but she wasn’t there, went back upstairs. That soon took a terrible toll on their sex life.Christina desperately wanted a baby, and Greg wanted a son, but in the eight years they had been married they'd had no luck in producing a child. Christina's doctor suggested invitro fertilization, but it was too expensive, and Greg balked at the idea because people would think he wasn't man enough to get his own wife pregnant. It was a constant source of unhappiness for them both. Christina prayed every night that she would be able to get. I remember thinking I'd have to call her later and explain the situation.The only plan I could come up with, was my sister. Carol lived a good distance away, but maybe somehow she could collect Otterley from school in the afternoons; even if it would mean a long drive for the both of us. The only drawback I could see, were Carol's own children, they possibly finished school at the same time as Otterley did.I found myself pulling out my mobile phone and calling Carol; maybe if I threw the ball.