.. it was just that so seldom did anyone join him in here. He twisted his head and saw Ellen walking across the room behind him to a cabinet. She open...ed it, retrieved something, closed it, and walked nonchalantly all the way across the room and out again, neither glancing at her father nor away from him.Maybe things were not so bad after all. Yes, maybe the little event could be tucked into the past and forgotten since Ellen hadn't seemed to be affected by it just then. Scar tissue did, after. Something. Again, it was an irritating tickle at the edge of the memories she had just gained.Thantas turned back to look at Sam, she thought about what he’d said. [“Try it Thantas, try it, it won’t at first but soon after a few tries, it will get stronger.”] Shrugging she decided what the hell? Walking over to the newest resurrected male she tapped him on the shoulder.“It was suggested by Sam that, I try to use my osmosis power.” She was about to ask permission when, a glaring malady appeared. “I’m sorta omnisexual, if that’s what you want to call. Sorta queer. Bisexuality is a tame way of putting it. I tell ya one thing, I’d be your willing slave or plaything for life if it gained me permanent and regular access to your pet there. She looks juicier and yummier than one of these fine breakfasts and that takes some doing. I also love watching Miles here get hoist from his own petard. The man’s a whiny, preachy bullshit artist who won’t drink coffee or beer and keeps talking about the. To be honest, I have always considered my hairy chest to be a manly attribute. My wife tells me that she enjoys my chest hair, and her only complaint is that when she rests her face on my bare chest, it tickles her nose.So what, you might ask, led me to the idea of getting my chest waxed?The proximate cause was an episode of 'Dancing with the Stars.' My wife LOVES the show and faithfully watches it every night when it is on. During one season, Heather Mills (the former Mrs. Paul M. of Beatles.