I figured I’d stay with her until the morning, help her down the hangover and be off. Stacey was thoroughly drunk by the time the bottle was gone an...d she was eying me like a starving dog eying a piece of meat. Her lust was palpable, I could feel her longing even without looking. Her eyes covered my body, so much so I could almost feel them like gentle feathers over my skin. There wasn’t anything on TV so we had it turned down real low while we talked. I kept my arm around her, she said she was. It could be unhygienic.”“I can’t, beta, my stomach is paining and my sprain…”I see my chance and say, “Ma do you want help? I can bathe you.”There was a 10-second silence, and she said, a bit sadly, “Beta, I made you watch over this as I was scared of violence. I can try and take a bath on my own in 1 hour.”I say, “Ma, I know you don’t need to explain this. I don’t mind bathing you now.” I didn’t wait for her to reply, so I lifted her arm and made her sit. Her body felt slimy. I put her arm. You must have a friend that won't mind keeping me entertained until one AM," she said, becoming silent, letting her request sink in.I pictured her, waiting for my reaction. Barbara was a tall, big-boned woman, probably in her early-thirties. She had a pretty face, but I'd never seen her show interest in men. To me, she was Danny's older sister, overly-protective sister-in-law of Ginny."My friends are nineteen, twenty and twenty-one," I said, really thinking out loud. She wouldn't be interested. ." No. No, it's my treat," I repeated as Danny opened the door to the Coffee Clutch for me. "You know something? I'm hungry. Let's get a sandwich and then a pastry for dessert." Not giving Danny a chance to say no, I captured his arm in mine again and led him towards the small deli area in the store. "Maybe not pastry, though. I'm gaining weight. Do I look like I've gained weight? Be honest! I think so. I really need to start making time to run more. Do you run? We should make a running.