I'm coming, I'm coming. Lead on."Oh God, she was fast (in heels too, he casually noted) - she was at thebuilding door and holding it open for him. A r...al woman holding a doorfor him! Ain't that a kick in the ole tookis.Inside, she took him by the elbow and led him to the art department,where Ms. Saunders confronted him."I'm glad you're here Ken," she started."Em, Ms. Saunders . . .," he managed to get out before being stopped byan imperious wave of her hand."Ken! I need you NOW! I wouldn't have. The next day was the worst day of the past year, and possibly my whole life. I showed up to meet the party planner three hours before the party and nothing was ready. The decorations weren’t right, the dinner was going to be late, the DJ was having technical problems, the only thing that seemed to be ready was the suite that Mrs. Fucking Weaver had booked. As much as I wanted to go upstairs and have a drink or twelve, I had to handle the details.“Stop!” I finally said.“Are the appetizers and. They are good conductors of heat. Non-metals are poor heat conductors, and that includes most plastics. The plastic this riddle is made of is a non-metal material only made by people. It doesn’t exist in nature. The plastic basically remains at the temperature of the surrounding environment, and so it doesn’t feel very hot or very cold; just normal temperature.”“So what is the advantage of metal, if it often feels cold to the touch?”“Once you are able to heat it enough to melt it – not easy to. How did I get home?SHIT I cant remember.I looked over my bed to find that my Mystery man was my Son.Damm How drunk was I? cant remember coming home and I justed let my son fuck me (which turned out to be a pretty good fuck)SHIT,SHIT.SHIT in my mind.My son looked like a scared rabbit.He said Mom I'm very sorry,i dont know what came over me please dont call the cops,I promise i will never touch you again.Please dont call the police.Please forgive me,please dont hate me.(The slut side of me was.