No need for a doctor.She had taken me back to bed.Mom:- Why don’t you go to a hospital?Me:- No need mom. This is normal. I think the bike handle had... hit my manhood. That may be the reason. So even if I go to a doctor he can’t cure it. It will take 2,3 days.Mom:- So 2,3 days you can’t pee?Me:- yes mom. That’s what make me scared.Mom:- what shall we do?Me:- Nothing mom…. But…Mom:- what?Me:- it is not good mom. if you can take it in a friendly manner and if you said you wont get angry I can told. But then one night? She wasasking me - ME - questions! Not nice ones - questioning MY judgement!I was laughingly answering them when I saw she wasn't amused. Was tryingto keep a straight face when she suddenly pointed. "That china cabinetover there John?"I looked. Nothing wrong that I could see. "Yes?"A grim look came over her face and she walked to it. Ran a finger over aledge and looked at her finger in absolute horror! "This is dusty!" shesaid. Then she looked around. "Have you done ANY. "My grin must have grown wider, or he anticipated it, because he didn't even pause."But ... that won't be until at least the beginning of July, okay?" Okay," I repeated.I had some papers to take home, and Mr. Nileson showed me where the employee mail slots were so I could pick out a slot for my papers until it was time to go home. It was also a sort of break room, with a coffee pot and a counter with a sink and a refrigerator. The middle of the room was filled with a round table and six chairs,. It was 9:40 on a Thursday morning. “I’m gonna get my stuff from the motel room and steal their phone book. I should be back by two with a certified check. Can you have the title by then?”She said, “Make it three or so. It’s in a bank box.”I wrote down her name and address for the certified check and hot-footed it back to the motel.“I bought a boat. I need my deposit back.” His eyes goggled. “You bought a boat? What the hell you livin’ in a dive like this for?” I shrugged. “Habit.” He grinned.