"Thank you," I returned.He blushed fire-engine red, averting his eyes.I lingered at the counter. "By the way," I ventured, "if these don'tfit, I can r...eturn them for a refund, right?"I thought the kid would faint! His blush deepened and spread, and heswallowed several times as he shifted his weight from foot to foot.Finally, he managed to croak, in a hoarse whisper, "Size doesn't matter,ma'am. One size fits all."I smiled at him, extremely aroused by his embarrassment. It was almostas good as a. He felt it in the morning. He woke up with an attitude. He woke up with a chip on his shoulder. It was great. It was actually great to feel something. Every morning for the past 4 years was greeted with apathy. When Chucky was dying he was starting his job.Luke pulled out his suit. Made sure that it wasn't wrinkled. He buffed his shoes and bee lined for the office. He grabbed his coffee from the Café and headed up to his office. Maybe it was the look on his face, or the way he walked, but Luke. We showered and went to dinner. We then walked the streets of Georgetown and talked. It was a beautiful evening for both of us. We walked back to the hotel suite and she took a long, slow bath. She loves baths and hates showers. I do showers. She came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. I was lying on the bed just admiring her long beautiful legs and her natural beauty. I could not believe how lucky I was to have her love me. She climbed up on the bed and backed up to me and cuddled. When a. "Why is your THING hard, David?"It had the affect of a body blow. David sputtered and turned beet red. He didn't know how to answer."Uh, I can't talk to you about that! It's too embarrassing." It embarrasses me too, but I want to know about boys."That was a stiff left jab. David wanted to know about girls but he was still incapable of responding. Susan blushed as red as David was. She looked anywhere but at David's face. She took a deep breath and looked into his eyes and delivered a right.