Jean found him a very quick study and gave him 'his head' to experiment. She had a selection of wigs and he had fun teasing the long hair into various... styles with ribbons and clasps.That afternoon they shopped again and when they stopped into a cocktail lounge for a drink, he was thrilled when Jean went to the ladies and a man tried to 'pick him up'. It started him thinking about what it might be like to be kissed by a man. He told Jean what had happened."What did you say?" I just shook my head. ”“I’m sure you will.” I grinned. “Start by calling me Al.”“Yes, sir. Al. I will do that.” She was a shorter, younger version of Pam. I was guessing she was twenty or twenty-one. She looked quite nice and conservatively dressed.I said, “I want to bring up only one thing that my wife or our friend and co-worker may have missed telling you. We know all about Pam’s history. She had to leave her church to marry Frank. She is a member of our church now and has even taught my wife’s seventh grade. When we got back to the house, Grandfather took us to lunch at one of his favorite places before dropping me off at my appointment with Sammy. It was a pretty good lunch at a small mom-and-pop burger joint.As I got dropped off, I had no clue as to what was going to happen. Walking towards the Anjo, I could see that it was already fired up and ready to go. I boarded and Sammy had me cast off then we headed out towards the east.I was told we were going to visit one of Sammy’s friends on Molokai. Sometimes I got some kind of day off to recover after a bad night like the one before. Not this time, it seemed. How long had I slept? I had no idea, as usual. My cell was completely dark and silent. I was lying on my bed, shivering. The damn bastard had turned down the temperature again, as he did when he wanted to drive me out of my cell. He could have carried me anywhere while I was unconscious, and he frequently did so.He had put me into glass boxes that were slowly filled with water as I.