Maybe this trip will have some defining moments; wishful thinking.Finally, movements of the passengers were complete and the plane seemed to be at cap...city. For those of you that fly, you know the routine. The flight attendant goes through the same boring speech, first about no smoking, then about the life preservers and oxygen masks. My young seat buddy is all ears as she hangs on every word. Finally, the seat-belt sign came on. Already buckled in, I watched the young lady’s frustration build. .. " Tim's voice trailed off to nothing.Ken noticed for the first time that Tim was flushed. "Sorry, Tim?" Oh, I understand if you can't. After all, your real home is a thousand miles away..." No no, I meant, sorry, but I just didn't hear you. What did you say?"Tim cleared his throat and took a deep breath. "I would like to take you out to dinner and a show," the words all tumbled out in a rush, "my dad has tickets to the touring production of this Broadway show, and I know this great. ." Cain't be THAT simple, Honey!" No, it is, really. Nate needs a lot of sex. Most girls just denied it -- maybe they wave it as the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, IF Nate's a good boy. I make sure Nate understands that he WILL get sex, if he's a good boy. Not maybe, sometime -- for certain, regularly. It's a little backwards, but it works. I was open with it up front, so he knows he's not just being strung along. The more he gets, the less uptight he is -- and the more tractable. I get. Now that wouldn't be a problem, she had enough friends alike, but a quite embarrassing issue was at hand.. Jane needed some medicine to help her sleep since the accident, and that made her not notice the need to pee at night. In essence, she became incontinent at night time, and was bound to wear diapers. She didn't trust any of her friends with that, she didn't want to ruin her reputation by them telling on her and didn't know how they'd respond...Jane's brother John in the meanwhile came home.