"No," I interjected before that train of thought got too far. "I'll do it, but I have a plan. I'll work on him until he's almost ready to blow. At the...last minute, you put hands on him somewhere so he feels four women touching him as he comes. It will shock the crap out of him. I'll never tell him who the other hands were. It'll drive him crazy."My friends looked to each other and seemed to be in silent agreement, so we snuck back into the room. John was starting to go limp but stiffened when I. I admitted to Sandi, that I would loveto spend the day at the beach, but would be way toouncomfortable as I looked like a man in a bikini.Especially without any makeup! She did however remind me ofa gay beach in our area, where even if there were silentsnickers, for the most part everyone would not care eitherway. She called some gay friends of ours, and they agreedthey would love to go to the beach, and insisted on meenjoying my self as well.Sandi grabbed my hand, and headed to the bedroom.. He rolled a small metal cart in front of the closet and loaded it with all sorts of chemicals and tools. He wheeled the cart to the lab table and moved everything out of the way. He took out his notebook and flipped through all the pages of his research. He landed on the page he was looking for. The page summarized everything that he had to do to put together a device that could manipulate time."All right, this is it," Evan couldn't his excitement. As he was putting the machine together, his. The fight we had the last time we were together needed closure. I thought about it often, and it was no way to put an end to such a rich friendship. If Jen wanted me out of her life, it was time for her to tell me why. That month many years ago, was the only regret I’d ever had. The abortion and the fight with Jen, were like a thorn in my side. I’d carried it long enough. Sara was happy for me, she always did understand more than she let on. She sensed the sadness when the kids were born, but.