I was even more disturbed when a familiar voice howled, "Shit, Rocket! You're not supposed to do that!"I had just shaken off from a piss. As I zipped ...and exited the bathroom, I saw Isabel standing in the kitchen looking astonished and ticked off. I was unaware that she had entered my apartment while I was busy doing my thing. She wore a tight-fitting t-shirt that pronounced the contours of her breasts and a knee-length skirt that showed off the curves of her ass and thighs. Beautiful as she. He dropped the box of tissues into Meadow's lap; she still lay on thecouch with her legs spread, catching her breath.He walked to the door and then stopped and turned around.He rummaged in his wallet and produced a fifty which he also dropped inher lap. She looked up at him amused."Buy yourself some new pantyhose." Oh and here's your titbit," he said.Meadow lifted herself on her elbows and looked at him expectantly."The butler did it," he said flippantly and walked out the door, closingit. I will always be grateful to Butch and Charlene Bester for their purely unintentional act, the invitation bringing Lisa and me together as actors in their love play. Early 1971 stationed at the Naval Hospital in Jacksonville, Florida, my best friend and fellow corpsman Harold ‘Butch’ Bester hailed from Indiana as I did. I worked in the Intensive Care Unit and Butch, lanky, long jawed, hooded eyed, curly headed, a Hospitalman like me, worked in pediatrics. Butch planned to become a mortician. My. Laurel watched the woman pick up another piece she had never seen before, she listened to the man saying it was a harp, a small lap harp, the woman ran her fingers over the strings and Laurel closed her eyes listening to the sound, it was so lovely. Laurel heard a fairy ask what the cost of the harp was, she almost moaned hearing the price that was named. She was so tempted, she could pay with the jewels she had secreted in her coin pouch, Laurel blinked listening to the man start bragging on.