So I stripped - hesitated for a second, then mentally shrugged and got naked. I laid out face down and to give Sam the choice, draped a towel over my ...utt. The door clicked shut as Sam came back in - and as the room was comfortably warm removed the towel.“I know you’re not cold, and you forget I know you’re not bashful either!” was all that was said. Then she started her treatment, and boy, was she good. She went to work on all the knots and bumps and worked her way all the way down from the. He saw that she was looking at him with those all knowing eyes of her's."Where are we going," he asked?"One of my places. You're not afraid of me are you," she replied to him."I'm sorry, I really don't know why I bothered you with my troubles," he started to say but she put her finger to his lips and shussed him."It's OK, you have something I want and in return I'll help you with your problem," she told him.It was just after eleven when they got to the apartment. He looked around and was. We were spending so much time beating each other up that I finally said, "You know what we need to do? We need to kill each other in a story. I'm going to write a parody of 'Conflicted, ' and you do one of mine."I have many more stories here than he does, so I'm not sure which one he'll choose, though I'm reasonably certain that he'll primarily target my collection of "Summer" stories.We want to let the editors and all our readers know right up front that these stories we're submitting today. ”It made her wonder how this long ride she’d just begun with Cal would end up. She looked at the fields go by and realized the pastures of Belfast had given way to fields of potatoes. There were people already in the fields that morning working the harvest.“I’m not going to wonder about anything.”She looked at her watch and saw that it was just approaching nine on that cloudy morning. It had been almost an hour since Sergeant Thibodeau had roused her from her seat in the TV room to begin the.