“Lets see what the girls got for their hero for Christmas.”I started gathering them up. I had 43 different presents. I started with the ones that ...I thought were cans of cookies and chocolates. They all turned out to be mundane, if delicious. After four cans of homemade cookies, two of chocolates and a can of fudge that may have given me diabetes, I was out of the “safe” gifts.I moved on to cards, hoping that they’d be the less risky of the bunch. After the third of those, I realized I might. Jeff Foxworthy was right about shades. Cheapies always outlast the pricey ones. I'll have to bear that in mind when I'm shopping for the next pair. Since these are not from a drugstore, they might stick around for another month, if I'm lucky. The sad thing is that this is summer in the desert. I need to shield my eyes from the sun. This is not a luxury out here," Dan said in his self-deprecating manner."You're to shades what Liz Taylor is to husbands. You don't keep them long," I ribbed. It made her shiver. I checked that the cuffs were put on properly so she couldn’t slip out of them.I realized that she hasn’t said anything, yet. No words of protest. “Maybe she is waiting for an opportunity to break free or maybe she has already surrendered,” I thought. I still had to be careful, though.With my right, I was holding her hands while I reached for her breasts with my left. She tried to lean back, she struggled to escape my hands but there was no way. Her breasts were nice and. . with men?"Gladys shook her head vigorously in the negative. She wasn't gay, she thought. She knew others would assume that, but she just liked the feel and freedom of women's clothes."Have you ever had a girlfriend?" Heloise asked.Gladys again shook her head negatively. "I go out on dates, sometimes, but it never seems to work out." So you're still a virgin?" This time Gladys shook her head affirmatively.At this point the phone rang, ending the conversation. For the rest of the afternoon,.