”“Most places don’t permit overt sexuality. They say they’ll kick you out if it’s anything but a stray erection that they expect to be cover...ed up until it goes away.”Cassie giggled. “That’s funny: ‘stray erection’. ‘Just passin’ by, ma’am,’ he’d say, tipping his little rolled up condom hat. ‘I’m a stray, lookin’ for a home,’ And he would go away.” I laughed with her. It was a funny image.“That’s the way they refer to it,” I gasped. “I didn’t make that up.”Two weeks later, Tom and Karen asked us. Nothing she had ever predicted had been proven false. If she said the eighth was a bad day, then that was more than enough for nearly everyone.Come to find out later the 8th was a very bad day. An early tropical storm blew suddenly out of the Gulf and submerged everything between Corpus Christi and Freeport. There was major flooding and roads were washed out everywhere. No one could travel anywhere for the next two days and it would have been dangerous indeed if our guests had been driving on. I think it’s going to take that special feeling for me to want to be with a woman again.” I said it in a tone that was very obvious and all the while my eyes never left hers.I then questioned her, “How about you?”“Same,” she then continued, “I’m busy as can be with all my friends. I had that brief period a little while after Tom died. But it just didn’t seem right.”“So, no one really since then?” I asked her in a surprised tone. She was so beautiful and always alive. She was always busy doing. I decided to stop in at the cafe for lunch.When I saw the waitress was Sherry, I was nearly shell-shocked. The last ten years never hurt her a bit. She was still as cute as I had always remembered."How have you been, Josh? I heard you were moving back into town."I just stared at her for a few seconds. "Hi, Sherry; if there was anything I ever missed from this old town, it was you. I'm sorry; I was just saying what I was thinking. It was rude of me." It's okay. I thought of you a number of times.