That I can't tell her once again how much I love her,It's why I always try to remember those loving moments when I was a little boy;When I ask myself,... when was that first memory of my mother when I was a little boy?I walked into the control booth with wet eyes to listen to what I had recorded. It wasn't bad, but it needed something to finish with.I tried to think for a minute of what more I wanted to say, and remembered this is also for those that are mothers now, my ladies. So I typed from my. I have put forth a chair in the middle of the room and I tell you to sit.You nod and sit down on it; your hands automatically fall behind the back of the chair. You are such a well-trained girl. However, today, today is going to be a bit different. I tie your hands behind the chair making sure you are comfortable in the position. Then I take a black silk scarf and blindfolds you. The sensory deprivation of removing your sight has an immediate effect on you and you let out a small sigh as my. Einfach klingeln, alter Junge, streck schon deinen verdammten Finger aus und drück auf den Knopf!" Ich hatte mein Selbstgespräch gerade beendet, als Britta die Haustür öffnete. „Frank", sie schaute mich fragend an, „ist die Klingel nicht in Ordnung, ich habe gar nichts gehört!" - „Äh, ja, das heißt nein", stammelte ich hervor, „ich bin gerade erst gekommen und hatte noch nicht gedrückt!" Britta lächelte und sagte: „Ach, so ist das! Na dann komm herein!"Schon auf dem halben Weg ins Wohnzimmer. "Wooee, ain't dat something, Ralphy?" Tony said to the little baby hewas caring for today, who giggled and cooed and clapped his hands inexcitement over the giant bat. "Ha, ha, I wonder if dis kid is going toremember all dis when he grows up?" OK, that's enougha bat action, Lupe," Nicky shouted. "Come on down andchangea back."Lupe gracefully alighted on the floor and in moments was back in humanform again with a few quick tugs to return her bikini to its properplace."God, I forgot how hideous.