He’s mostly smooth, but there’s the faintest hint of bristle, and I want him to be slippery. I turn the water off, mix the bar soap with a condit...oning body wash, and suds him again. It takes just a few minutes, scalp, back front, pubes, balls, arms, and legs. I leave the face for him. Then a few quick strokes on my own pubes, armpits, and legs, and I feel presentable to the world. The water comes back on for a quick rinse, and then we’re done and out.“Do you want to fix a lunch here or. I also wear a ruffled shirt with a deep V neck (I never wear anything like this in reality). After dressing I lay out Patsy’s clothes. She emerges from the shower and is shocked, for I have chosen many of the items which in real life she lets me buy her only on the condition that she never has to wear them in public. (I at first thought this was simply a highly devel-oped sense of modesty, but Patsy has explained how deeply she resented being whistled at or approached by strange men when she is. Mike replaced the receiver and sat down to wait for his Mom to call. This was so damn strange. He wondered what was going on. "What's wrong babe?" Carol asked concerned that Mike looked so confused and worried. "Don't know. Got a receptionist or something, that said for safety Mom would call me back in a moment." Mike relayed the information he had. The phone rang and Mike grabbed the receiver. "Hello! Mom is it you?" "Yes Mike, now listen! I left your Dad finally! Sam and I are here. Can't. Some of the people I’ve mentioned are real as are some of the places. Other than that, the rest of the characters are fictional, as in ‘Not Real’. I say this because it never fails that I get an e-mail from some wannabe critic telling me that they’ve never heard of whomever/wherever I write about. Still though, I ask that God blesses each and every person who takes the time to read my work, thank you… MoogPlayer P.S. In order for this story to make sense to you, please read ‘I’m Not Who I Used.