Living and letting her unwind. It seemed to be doing her a world of good. We went to a couple of dance parties with Melody and Charla. Had a ball each...time. Life was normal and good.A few weeks later, we saw a young girl outside the strip mall looking pretty haggard and going through trash cans. She looked familiar to me, but I couldn’t place her. I asked Holly, and she remembered her right away. She walked over and introduced herself and talked to the urchin for a while, then waved me. I explained that I get physical data that is more reliable than they can get solely through discussion with the patient, because so many guys are just too embarrassed to be honest about this sensitive subject. I told them how I do what I do and why that is diagnostically confirmatory with the results of other testing they might order. I explained that I can offer them more confidence in treating the wave of baby boomer men who will be seeking treatment. Some of the doctors like my approach and. One who’s really conflicted about being attracted to me.”He scoffed. “I’m not...” But he wasn’t sure which part he wanted to deny. That he was conflicted? Or that he was attracted? He remembered her lips giving way under his, her body half-bare above his, and had to suppress a shudder. “Well, I’m not going to be any less ‘conflicted’ this time. How are we supposed to make a recording he likes?”“I have an idea for that.” She dug down into her handbag, and came out with two plastic, disposable. I slept so good that I even had a dream. A great dream, a wonderful dream. It was me and the hottest girl in school, Amber. Amber was 5'3" with gorgeous auburn red hair cut just above her shoulder. She had the nicest tits I have ever seen in real life. 36D's. So round and so soft. They scream to be squeezed. Her breasts have this mystifing feel to them that say to me "Come an' get 'em. Ya know you want 'em". So it was no surprise that she would be in this dream of mine. We were in her.