(It certainly would.)A shower and shave later, I was glad I had left the A/C on all night for I was still sweaty.School had just opened for the season... and traffic suddenly choked off the main drag through town on my bus route, and I had an armful of work today. I needed a head start, but I didn't have my bus schedule. No matter - I had worked for over thirty years in lower Manhattan until relocating to an office in Midtown. Today, I would skip my usual bus into Midtown and take the PATH train. Five years ago I was complaining about being too short. Now I’m too tall. ESPN: You mention your mother. At these Olympics you were accompanied by your father and former Broadway star Francine Martel. Miss Martel looks the part of the gymnast. CR: Aunt Franny is another of my impossible standards. She does naturally what most gymnasts practice for competition. Having her watch you from the back of a chair is unnerving. ESPN: That doesn’t sound too bad. CR: You’re thinking of a row of arena. “You’re sweet Jess. That couch is awful place to sleep,” I said as I caressed her back affectionately.She giggled and wiggled her body a little closer to me. I sensed she was more awake that asleep. I was feeling frisky, so I continued to rub her back through her tee and asked if she and my sister had boyfriends. The conversation got more intimate from there. Jess was curious about my experience and said she had always looked up to me. When I shared a few sexual experiences, she snuggled closer. I know I've kind of skimmed over the details of the bond between Eric and I. It's just... how do you describe the feelings which go with having a twin brother who knew how you felt, liked what you liked, thought like you thought... Even Joey and I never got so close that we could predict what the other was going to say. Well, sometimes I guess we could, but not like Eric could with me those few precious weeks.The bonding between Eric and I was on the emotional level, and this produced an.