"Surely you're aware of what's going on..." the guy said, eyeing him, his head cocked."Painfully!" Peter rasped. "And I'm ALSO painfully aware that I'...m on the wrong side of the barrier!" Everybody knew that if you were on the outside, you STAYED on the outside... "Yes, Sir -- but that's not an ordinary pickup -- and the ordinary rules don't apply," the guy retorted with just a touch of impatience."What are you saying?" I'm saying that you don't have to STAY on this side of the barrier..." The. I finally stood up as he leaned back against the wall of the shower. I wanted nothing more than to run from him, to get the hell out of there and never come back. Instead, I turned the water on and helped him shower.When he was clean I helped him dry off. His hands continued to play freely over my body as I worked.It had been horrible. Every moment of it was a nightmare. I had obviously made a very old man extremely happy but I wasn't proud of it.I helped him to dress and put him in his chair.. But even so, it probably won't be ready until summer. Until then, I miss the city, I miss being close to everything, but my home, 'my house, ' it's gone. Yeah, we could move back into one of the other homes, and we may end up doing that sooner or later, but it won't be mine." Haven't you gotten attached to owning a home, Little Miss Couch-Surfer?" Shaddup, Tiny," Carol growled through her smile. "Yeah, one of the best days in my life was when Harry told me that house was mine to manage. I may. Sitting seven rows up from the blue line, I enjoyed the action and Tim’s company. The only negative was that Tim’s team lost. After the game, we enjoyed after game drinks and snacks at a nearby restaurant. Our conversation was stilted because we kept looking into each other’s eyes and smiling. As I took mass transit to the game, Tim offered to take me home as his car was at his office. Telling him I did not feel safe walking the streets after midnight I put my arm through his arm. When we.