He hears me on the stairs and calls for me from the bedroom. I enter the room, look around for Him but he isn't there. He calls again, in a slow drawl... "Baaaaaaby, I'm in heeeeere." I follow the sound of his voice and peek into the master bathroom where He is perched fully clothed on the toilet. He smiles as my eyes take in the scene, the candles, the bubble bath already drawn the lights dimmed. He whispers softly "Get in, baby. I will just sit here." He watches me as i undress. I unbutton the. He gets attention from other boys and men but he takes it all in and doesn’t appear to worry about it, even when it seems more than friendship is offered. More than once he’s ... OK, perhaps it’s better if I let him talk about that. I first called him “Julia” when I found him browsing through my lingerie drawer one Saturday morning a year or so ago.Unlike what I’ve heard from some of my friends about their brothers or boyfriends he seemed to be more interested in trying my stuff on than. See if it actually rang." Jodi kind of slapped my shoulder and said "What happens if it did." I rolled my eyes and said "Gee... you answer it". That got me a punch. She looked at me and said "No, What would YOU want me to do?" I looked sheepishly and said "Answer" She raised her hand and I finished quickly before she hit me again "In a sultry voice and you could invite him to your room to give back your garments." She laughed and said "Good quick answer buddy... But what if him AND his friends. Worn with a nice white jacket and pearls, she would be a knock out and I had to buy it for her.I laid down my American Express card for a tune of over a thousand bucks and helped her carry the many bags of clothes back out to the car. Putting them in the back seat, we got into the front and Chloe leaned over and gave me a kiss on the cheek.“Thank you Chris,” she said, smiling gently up in my face.“You’re perfectly welcome,” I told her back but I was still trying to get the picture of her in.