“I thought you wanted to go to that clothing optional place,” Linda said quietly near my ear. We both sleep naked and that night we were feeling l...ike making love.“We can do that too. I’ll be a partner by next summer and I’ll get twice the vacation I do now. When we go sailing, I’ll only need one day off, or two if we go overnight.” Linda was quiet for a few minutes while we kissed and got our motors warmed up. I pulled my head up to look at her. She gave me a peck on the lips and explained.“I. I kept scanning the room for a single guy. Nothing. Maybe he had bottled out. Then my phone buzzed and I eagerly read the message. It was Colin. "I am here, are you?" read the message. I replied asking where he was. "In the corner, across from you I think". I naturally looked up and around the room which must have given me away as the next message came immediately "yep, she looks as hot as in the pictures I have wanked to. look to your left". And that's when it hit me - he must be with the. ‘Sugar, I didn’t think you were back until Friday/’ ‘It is Friday!’ The man turned around and then leapt off the bed, his skinny body facing Misha, his pinched face half hidden by a goatee beard, his black hair spiky and messy. ‘Wow man…this is not what it looks like.’ Misha stood rooted to the spot, the anger rising in him, his fists starting to bunch at his sides. ‘Get out of here….NOW.’ he snarled at the man, who scampered past him and out the door, only to return a second later to bend down. "Oren made no resistance to being called Bianca. The name seemed naturalto him. Why was that? Sometimes, he was unsure of his purpose for beingthere. The Doctor kept explaining that this was a special hospital andthat he was very lucky.Bianca put down his pen. There was no blue ink on the little white gloveshe wore. That was good. The Doctor would be pleased that Bianca had beencareful. That was one of the rules. He could be so angry when Bianca wasnot perfect, when her gloves were not.