Barbara appeared again at the end of the hallway. "Sorry, Trudy, my husband is such a dreadful exhibitionist," she apologised. So it was Trudy, not Da...gmar, behind me, and it was she who had the close, unfettered view of my nudity. So I turned, to give her an unedited version of my front. She still had not responded to Barbara, but staring straight at my jewels, she now managed to utter, "It's okay. A man is allowed to be naked in his own home."Smiling at her somewhat confused face, I managed a. "Here we go," he told himself.Just then someone came to stand beside him. It was Christopher."Good Morning, Simone," he greeted her. "How'd the party go?"Lance shook his head, remembering the night. "It was bad." I'm sorry. I thought maybe with Zoey and Olivia it would've been a funtime for you." You'd think." What happened?"Lance cringed. "Can we talk about something else please?" Sorry."Another girl passed them. "Simone, you go girl!" Well, you're popular today," Christopher chuckled. "Did. When it comes, embrace it."Renee shook her head and turned from the window. She knew Jack was up to something, his late night "meetings" and the secretive way he had acted once they got here raising her hackles. Her brother Giles had begged her not to come. "The bastard will have you there with no one to help you, Ronnie. God knows what he might try."She smiled when her brother's handsome image came to her mind, remembering how much she had wanted him when they were young, as he grew to manhood. One day as she travels in the afternoon coming back from work she came across this homeless man near the bus stop. He was black. No one was there except for her and the homeless man. He is 60 years old, big built, balding afro hair, black beard with streaks of white hairs. He's wearing this used to be white but now grey dirty singlets, you can see his saggy belly above the 10 year old sweat pants. She can smell him from miles away, the stench is really on the nose. He smiled at her and said hi..