It was finally the day we were supoosed to meet and i was extremly nervous and excited. I wore my satin black thongs, black bra, with black stockings ...and garterbelts with my short black dress, white blouse, and black heels. My husband and i got to the bar and i was sweating i was so nervous. I was talking with my husband at the bar when adam sat next to me. He was just as sexy in person as in his pics and he smelled amazing. I was so nervous that i could barely speak but adams charasmatic. It's Nude Day, and if I was worried about someone seeing me naked, I wouldn't be out celebrating in my back yard." Err ... Okay, I really don't know what you're talking about." Ron, stop lying. I saw you watching, and I know you were taking pictures, too. That could get you in a lot of trouble, you know? Especially if you start showing it to other people. Bring the memory cards or whatever over here right now." Pictures? Look, this is really weird, Miss Malone. Have you been drinking or. Dreams? Out of body experience? Fantasies? It was as strange as his ‘time’ with his birth mother, birth father and birth sister had been. Was he still ... dreaming, or whatever he had been doing?“Came to visit me?” he repeated as a question, trying to buy some time to resolve all the perceived inconsistencies. He ignored Bena’s own question. He couldn’t answer it even if he had wanted to.As he finished his return question, he gave up. He discarded his mangled memories. He pushed away any though. I made a quick call to the gym and rescheduled my court time for Wednesday afternoon instead. Phil might be pissed, but you could almost always pick up a new partner if one flaked out.I got to bed again and didn’t sleep well because I didn’t have any exercise during the day, except for my right arm, which was sore because I was wielding an eight-inch brush heavy with flex glue all morning. And what did I care anyway because school was a shitbag and I’d never pass this semester anyway. I didn’t.