Just this morning Ilooked just like you... big, nice suit. Now look at me. Boobs,soft skin, a woman. Someone gave me the clothes. I've got twosuitcase... of useless mens clothes I'm taking back. That stuff, whateverit was, is serious." Tim replied. "Damn man. [he paused] Well, pal, if you don't mind me saying so youturned out pretty good. I mean for a woman." The passenger saidreaching down and squeezing Tims knee. "Thanks but I ain't staying this way....not if I can helpit. I was. I thought perhaps it would be the same with us. So let us be as Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden. Let us be naked the way God intended us to be.”Samuel clasped Charity’s hands and moved them from his mouth. “But it is still day. To be so entirely naked in the light of the sun is surely...”His protest was stopped abruptly as Charity pressed her lips to his and kissed him soundly. While he was thus distracted, her hands busily loosened the laces of his nightshirt and lifted it up. She broke off. “What are you smiling about?” uncle Tim questioned me.“Oh,” I broke out of my reverie. “This car is going to look nice in victory lane.”“Haha!” Tim laughed at my bravado. “Kid, you’re driving real good right now, but that black #33 is probably going to eat your lunch about lap three. Be humble. Be happy if you can hang on for a podium. You’ll look good taking your picture with whoever wins, OK?”He was right, he had the experience. He wasn’t trying to squash my dreams, he was keeping me level. Ready?’ ‘Yes, I guess so. Tell me when.’ I got to the camera quickly, turned on the studio lights and did a quick sound check, and then said, ‘When!’ Molly walked in and stood in front of the camera. ‘Hi. I’m Molly McKenzie, and I was born on June 15, 1993. I met my girlfriend shortly after I started classes at the university and we’ve been lovers ever since. When I can’t be with her, I pretend my fingers are hers.’ About halfway through that sentence she began unbuttoning her blouse and moved.