He appearsto be still the picture of health, but he continues to lose weight, andhis arms and legs and body are thinner than I have ever seen, and he ...seemsto have lost much of his body hair.There are concerns of a more private nature that I have as well. Ihesitate to even write this, and blush profusely even typing the words,but his male equipment has, for lack of a better word, shrunk. Ronald waswell-endowed, as you may have witnessed on your exam, but he has becomeless well-endowed. Poorly. But I noticed that under the quite narrow table our knees had touched when we both sat together, perhaps accidentally as we naturally both shrugged off our shoes under the table – the Asian style - but an electric feeling sizzled at that touch, which I interrupted by quickly moving to the side.I took a deep breath, took a mouthful of beer, and urged myself to calm down. “No, not going anywhere else”, said Kim when I looked across at her again “tonight is just for you… and me”. We clinked. "When would you like to do it." And then she answered her own question. "Would you like to do it now?"I looked at the lounge over near the window and at the way the light shone through."Actually now would be good," I said nodding towards the lounge. "The light looks nice." I need to do my hair a bit," she said flicking it over her shoulder.I knew what was wrong with the pictures and I decided that being honest was probably the best approach."I think that it would be best if you left it how it. " All you need is a little confidence and this is the way to get it. Hereput this on." She tossed me a delicate pink blouse.Picking up my wig, she said, "I'm very flattered that you chose myhairstyle dear, but it doesn't flatter you at all. You can wear thisuntil your hair grows longer."She caringly placed it on my head."Maybe we'll pick up a blonde one today."Mesmerized, I dressed. My wife helped me with a tug here and a shovethere.She examined my make-up and touched it up every so lovely.When.