"Okay, stop and think about what I said. If it had been you instead of anine-year old who had picked up a gun, would you have known what to dowhen I g...ve each command?" Sure," I said. "I've seen people shoot guns on TV and I've shot them invideo games."She shook her head. "Everything's imagination with you. Just because yousee something in a movie or on TV or play some kind of game, you thinkthat's reality. You need to start living in the real world." Then shewalked off and left me.The real. Rob, was about twenty-five and was also a construction worker. He had a little heavier build and was taller than Gary. We talked for about five minutes until my wife came out from the bathroom. I was expecting for her to want to go and sit back where we had been, but I was surprised when she came and sat right next to me. I wondered if she had been having the same thoughts as I had. When she sat down, I introduced her to the men I had just met. It was funny how they had been checking her out. "I know just the place" she said "There is a little salon on the outskirts of town that should be perfect."I drove by and looked to see how busy they were. Were their styling areas visible from outside the shop? , The name sounded promising, The New You. It was on the second floor of a small strip mall, sharing the area with a music school, with a travel agency, restaurant and gift shop downstairs. It was as private as I could find, and no one I knew had ever been there (as far as I knew). How. ”I didn’t bring any shorts, but my boxers were baggy enough, so I didn’t see much point in walking all the way home.I met Elisa outside, where she was already sitting on the edge of the pool, wearing a dark blue bikini that clenched against the sides of her legs. Her breasts were a bit larger than I remembered and slightly peeked out of her bikini top.I sat next to her and we talked a bit more, this time about more serious topics. Elisa told me how she was having such a hard time being away.