On the other hand he is an old man and maybe he just enjoys the company of all the pretty nursing students, present company excluded.I daubed at my mo...uth with a napkin and looked across the table at our host. "Mrs. Lawton I want to thank you for inviting me to dinner, it's always a pleasure to have you visiting with us." As I said this the waiter slid the check in an expensive leather folder under her right hand."Jeremy I've told you a thousand times, its Jaime and you're more than welcome. I don’t think it’s necessary in the twenty first century. I’m uncut and proud of it. I am a natural man. That’s what I am. In my lifetime, I’ve encountered a myriad of haters. The men and women who love to get in your way because you’re doing something they can’t. it can be the librarian who gives a small-town author the runaround when it comes to getting his recently published book on the shelves. Or the college administrator who does anything he or she can to undermine the student with. Between her instructions, and occasional help, I wassoon hairless apart from my head and eyebrows. I dried off, and wewalked back to the bedroom, as I clutched my discarded shirt in front ofmy crotch for some modicum of privacy.Cassandra and Tessa looked up from where they were sitting on the bedplaying with their phones as we walked in."Great," Tessa smiled at us. "From now on, you're staying shaved all thetime, no nasty stubble understand?" She tossed something at me, and Icaught it. For the first time, Cynthia felt alright. Deidre was beautiful. Short, curvaceous, light skinned, but she was real. Cynthia respected that, and she could see why this family cared for this woman. She and Darius had kids, two beautiful little girls, but she was here telling her that she and Darius were through. That’s the same thing he said yesterday. So, maybe, it was true. Cynthia smiled and the two ladies parted ways on amicable terms. She could respect Darius’s ex-girlfriend, because she was.