I guess it's because I had someone to come back to. That hadn't happened in years. I stopped off at my house and cleaned up and then headed over to th... trailer to see Millie. When I got there no one was there. I knew I should have called first but I guess I was in too much of a hurry. I went to her sister Jill's who was happy to see me. Little Molly came running up to me and yelled, "Hi, Uncle Dan," and gave me a big hug and a kiss.I asked Jill where Millie was and she told me she had a job. I invited him inside explaining the air conditioning was on and bugs and all. He stepped inside and I shut the door. “I’ll get the money,” I said as I took the pizza and took my time walking up the stairs to give him a nice view of my ass. “Where’s Joey tonight?” I asked about the usual delivery guy. “He’s sick. I’m Steve, just filling in,” he called to me. I glanced down at the landing and saw him straining to look up into the kitchen. I came down the stairs with the cash and watched him. This was a feast for the senses on so many levels. I gave myself over to it entirely, completely embracing it with all my senses. His excited moans were enhanced by the gentle rustling in the trees, the freedom of the call of the birds and the sound of civilisation in the distance. The natural smells of the flowers and trees were the perfect backdrop to the rich spices and tropical fruits I had dressed him in. But what I felt – that was all him: each contour, every sinew and muscle was. It was strictly a platonic thing where we discussed politics, religion, told jokes and that was the extent of it; it was all very innocent. I asked Carol if she would like to join us and she said "sure" so she became a part of our group. One night after practice just a few of us went to the tavern as the others were out of town or had things to do the next day. It was Carol, myself and my friend Pete who showed up. We sat and shot the breeze as we were having a few beers. Pete said that he had.