A rather attractive woman was lookingback, or maybe one should say a handsome woman was looking back."Brett you don't look too bad in the face but you... body sucks. You aregoing to have to lose weight, at least fifty pounds and then we willhave something to work with, but until then you are just foolingyourself. What we can do though is teach you all the rest of beingfeminine while you get into shape. I will need to pluck your brows andyour hair must grow longer so we can style it, also let. I had a quick "me time" session lying in the wet spot before work that day, hoping to curtail the continued aching. For the first half of the day, I thought it worked. As I was leaving for my lunch break that day I saw a young man, maybe 18 or 19 years old, walking into our building. He had tattoo's clear up his neck and and all over his forearms. He was wearing a plain white v-neck T-Shirt and jeans. His blue Yankees cap was pulled low over his eyes, but I caught a flash of them anyway. As. Some of it would have been right at home in the 21st Century. I could remember buying kabobs and elephant ears all my life.There was also different kinds of entertainment to be enjoyed. There was a strong man contest and horse pulling contests. Later there was going to be a pie eating contest. Someone mentioned a three legged race and a couple of other people were talking about the bare knuckles prize fight that was going to take place that evening.Kids, M & M's age and younger were running all. Someone had picked up some more beer and wine, and Donny and one of his friends were sitting on my couch watching TV. Christine was glancing out the window through the drapes, watching the street.Evan was sorting through some cassettes, looking idly at nothing in particular."You guys want something to eat?" I asked.Donny said, "Nah, we got somethin' comin'."Just then I heard a knock at the door; two quick raps, followed by three in a row.Donny said, "Beej, let him in. That's Lauren."The guy on.