” he said suddenly, “as I said before, you and your uncle are not what we need to help your father ... But we have here the very people who cured ...Mr Beaumont of his illness.”“Laurie and her family?” Michael asked.“Yes ... well the daughters actually. They are the ones with the antibodies that we need.”“Would you be willing to help my father, Laurie?” Michael had to know the answer to that before he could dare to hope for anything more.Laurie smiled up at him. “Of course, I would Michael ... as. ” We both laugh."Those lawn decorations are pretty neat,” I tell him."Thanks. My grandchildren insist I carry on the tradition of decorating the yard like I did when my children were young. I usually add a couple of items every year so my yard is pretty full these days."Let me describe this guy. He is gorgeous, about six foot, maybe two hundred pounds, clean shaven, black wavy hair and nicely dressed in slacks and golf shirt. He is a handsome hot dude, seemingly straight, friendly and. Each step was no more than a few inches. It was push the walker then swing my fat ass up to it. Image doing that all the way around the block, with a belly full of Oxy. Everyday was a battle. The question was who was going to win, me or the pain. Sure sometimes I won, and some times I laid in bed feeling sorry for myself.Mayday was the turning point. I was able to walk use the miserable walker to get into the Walmart store, then use their scooter to get around. Walmart was a blessing during. Rob felt dizzy with desire. He'd known long ago he had to be careful around Shelby. She'd never looked at him as anything other than a friend but he lusted after her from the first time he met her. Now, his body burst into flames from a simple kiss."Shelby —" Please, Rob, I need to feel again. Help me, please?" Her plea interrupted him and made him forget everything but the way she fit against him.She rubbed her heat over his groin and kissed him again. Her soft tongue dueled with his as her.