The thin sheet was crumpled but otherwise the bed did not seem to have been slept in. It isn’t my bed! I sat up. My clothes were lying unfolded ov...er what looked like a big old dark wooden chest in the corner - the type that you see in those home decor stores that specialise in fitting out trendy modern homes with materials and rustic furniture from places like Asia, Africa and South America. My hand touched something on the bed beside me. I opened my eyes, shocked. Beside me lay a large,. "What about clothes?" Liz asked."Wear what you would at home," Mom said. "Be sensible."Liz and I exchanged looks. That fit what Mom had finally packed in our luggage. Ozzie and Harriet here we came."We're going to be here for a month," Dad said, "and we'll be moving to a condo tomorrow morning." They're cleaning it tonight," Mom added. "So we'll be up early in the morning."There was a small booklet in our bedroom, so we skimmed through it. This was a regular American village in the middle of a. We live OK, but sometimes I really want to sneak out at night and strip again. I am 7 years older now, I have wrinkles and saggy skin in places. I keep wondering because Steve barely looks at me anymore.’ ‘Well you are freaking perfect. I would not worry about attention on stage, if you went back, you would make as much, if not more.’ I tell her. My head is spinning after she unloads her past on me, and I have one huge hard on as well.‘Awww that is so sweet of you to say.’ She smilesJust. The feelings surging through me were completely indescribable, to see my old friend after all these years, the different paths we trod led back to this chance meeting, no wonder her son caught my eye, that something that attracted me was her, I saw her in him, and they say stuff about genetic attraction, I think this was something similar.She had bought a flat in the city for his studies and immediately offered my son a room in it, which I was not sure he fully grasped the value of living rent.