Aunt Eileen was still friends with me and mom even after mom hurt dad, who was Aunt Eileen's brother. I heard mom tell her one day that she had some p...ictures of me she wanted Eileen to send to dad. Eileen said she would do that. I felt better that my dad would know what I looked like. I hoped I looked like him.I didn't say any more about it to mom and I let her think I had forgotten all about it but I hadn't. I talked to Eddie about it and he suggested I talk to one of my teachers, one that I. "Is everything OK in there?" I called."It doesn't fit right," she said."Why don't you let me decide that," I said. "Come out and show it to me."There was nothing from the bathroom for a moment, and then the door slowly opened. As soon as she walked out, I immediately saw what she meant. This must have been an older suit, because it was smaller than I expected, and it was also a bit worn. I knew instantly that she could not wear it, but I still had her stand in front of the mirror. I stood. It was Carl that he likes to look up!”Jeff, still smiling, again exercised his oily charm.“You don’t need to be embarrassed, Kelly. You are anextremely attractive woman,” there was a theatricalpause, “in every respect. And you, Ben, are a very luckyman!” (I know I am, but why does everyone feel the needto tell me?) “And now, unfortunately, I have to leave.It’s been very pleasant meeting you both. Enjoy the restof your holiday.”Carl got up. We move as if we are one person. Every step is perfectly placed. Every turn is executed to perfection. As we twirl and an ever increasing speed and the music's volume increased, I feel her pulling me closer and closer. Our bodies press together with an increasing force, yet there is no pain. Only pleasure.It is then that I awaken. Most of the times, I will need to clean my sheets. All of the times I feel exhausted.As the weeks have passed, I find the dream occupying my thoughts more and more..