If a gay guy came in, shewould ask me to do his massage, but I always declined, because I neverwas comfortable with touching another man. My Kimberly...was about tochange that.She began to introduce me to everyone as her boyfriend, and I wasflattered, because--How did I forget to mention it?--Kimberly was one ofthe most beautiful women I've ever known up close. She was ten yearsolder than me, but still incredibly beautiful at thirty-seven, tall andimperious like Heidi Klum, and just as pretty. . I know how it is for a young man, all that passion with no release..." Carol inched her hand ever farther up his thigh, her eyes locked on her son's. "I'm just as pretty as that lady in the pictures, aren't I, Billy?" Yes," he managed to croak through his suddenly dry throat. He was now aware of her hands on top of his. She gently but firmly grasped him by the wrists."So, there's no reason you should have to do this all by yourself, is there? Let mother help you."She pulled his hands away, and. It was as if I was watching myself from a distance, curious to see what affliction would next be visited on the hapless Sharon. Of course she could avoid all this silliness by doing a proper job of cleaning the house, but then she wouldn't be the hapless Sharon.Friday evening. Another date with Karen. The week had dragged slowly by. I had half expected to hear from Rebecca but so far not a peep. Fine with me. Karen and I had a nice evening out. We made plans to go to the art museum on Sunday. I. ?Just imagine if he arrived with some cocaine dusted into his clothes and secreted on his person. I think that that would take the wind out of so many of the problems that could arise from his integrity as a witness,? said Valerie.?There is of course the third way,? said Crystal, ?where poor Henry is washed up on a beach in Florida, or better still in the Bahamas, with just enough remaining to identify the remains. How about it Henry? Liking it so far? We just want to plan your future for you;.