“I don’t know why you’re doing this, but I’ll happily help you out.”While I waited for the appointed time, I continued reading and replying ...to some of the responses that continued to pour in from the ad. When all was said and done, there were well over 100 replies – I had NO idea there’d be that much interest in this kind of random encounter. Many of the guys indicated concern for my personal safety – I thought that was so cool. I have a black belt in TaeKwonDo, however, and anyone who tried to. Liz typed that reply to my wife.I went back work on the door handle. It only took a couple of drill holes and new screws on both sides and it was done.I grabbed my beer and went back to watching her typing to my wife. I stood close enough to Liz to be making contact if I wanted. She started moving her head from side to side, complaining of an aching neck, which I attributed to too much time at the computer screen."Well I do offer a neck massage service if you like. It’s all part of the job. But. " I've got to run now. I WILL call you later." Okay."I ran for the bedroom and jumped into my clothes. I think Beatrice needed a hair dryer -- she was fighting with tangled tresses when I kissed her and hit the door.Beatrice:I figured that arguing the fact that I didn't feel that I had much of anything without him wasn't smart, so I agreed with the 'separate lives' thing. I finished drying off and kissed him and waved goodbye and spent thirty minutes trying to get a brush through my hair. ‘Welcome home.’ The doctor said. He helped her up out of the wheelchair and carried her weakened body to the bed. He laid her down carefully. He said that other patients didn’t have such expensive shoes or expensive clothes, that she needed to change, into something more appropriate. He turned around and locked the door of her room, then he came to her bed again. He slipped her pumps off. Eliana tried to kick him, but her legs didn’t work that way. The bed was nice and soft, the pillow denting.