Over the next couple weeks Cynthia was actually able to convince Robert to go with her to some parties. She always felt bad because he didn’t seem t...o have a good time. Obviously feeling out of place. She did her best to include him in conversations and activities. Always encouraging him to open up. Looking at herself in the bathroom mirror she carefully applied some lipstick. Cynthia wore a tight button up sweater, cropped to show off her smooth tummy. She also had a short pleated skirt, pink. It’s at that moment that you and I both loose all sense of what is right and what is wrong. What should be, and what will happen. We immediately place each other in our arms and know that this time, passion is taking control, and we are at it’s mercy. Our arms holding each other so tightly, that we are unsure if it is them or the feelings that have emerged that have us both breathless. We pull apart and I whisper, ‘You are so beautiful’. ‘Shhhhh’ comes from your lips as you put your finger on. He will never take the place of you. I love you and Mom more than ever for making me work hard and teaching me the value hard work. You know that Joe can retire right now, but he's putting it off until I finish my commitment to Wall Street Global. He could easily pay them back the scholarship money and I wouldn't be committed anymore. But, I have values you taught me. I made a commitment to them and my word means something. Before I call myself "retired" to be with Joe, I want to say I did. " Bollocks!" said Professor Potts-Johnson in his reedy and querulous tones. "And the full name of that one-horse arse hole of the universe is Little Sprodwell under Fosse - God help us all!" I beg your pardon, Professor, but I have this on the very best authority. The trouble with you locals is you can't see the wood for the trees. You are blind to the treasures to be found in your own back yard." Bollocks, if you will excuse the repetition, Professor! This particular shindig is as phoney and.