In human interactions, charisma is a thing, if not quantifiable. I could walk into a swank hotel in street attire with no luggage but a valid credit c...ard asking for a room with out a reservation, and I would be booked into the presidential penthouse before you could say starry-eyed admiration. I did tip well, but they couldn’t have known it before hand.It just seemed natural to me, as it had been this way all my lives. I didn’t even really pay any attention to the smoothing of the way afforded. ”“We all have our kinks I suppose.” she mused, now using both of her hands, “I just hope you don’t take it too far and cause yourself permanent damage.”She seemed genuinely concerned for my wellbeing. I thought she was way too nice to be in a place like this.“So, are you a doctor or what?” I asked, wondering what to call her.“I am a physician, yes.” she confirmed, “Now let the salve dry.” and patted me lightly on my bottom before getting up.An IV was ran to my hand, assuring me that it was a. The McGiffords laughed, and that helped break the ice.“We want you to be yourselves,” My Dad added when he saw what I had done. Dad looked at me with appreciation on his face for making our guests feel welcome.“You sure about that? Not everybody likes the real us,” Claire added.“Especially our REAL mom,” Joe accentuated his joke with a rimshot sound from his mouth.“I am going to be on my best behavior, Sir!” Karen assured her son. She had received some attitude check at home. There were fresh. After relieving himself, his first impulse was to crawl right back into that wonderful place between his two angels. He could not let himself, however. It was just too far beyond his experience. He did not know how to evaluate its rightness or wrongness. Instead, he sat for a long time in the chair, watching his lovelies sleep and thinking long and hard about his married life.As dawn finally triumphed, he put on some boxers, went to the kitchen, brewed a pot of coffee, and read the morning.