But Charlie knew from his obsessive reading that there were other things that attracted people. Probably chief among them were wealth, power and socia...l status. He knew he'd never be physically attractive in women's eyes but if he became a big financial success, he'd probably have all the female companionship he wanted. The only thing that bothered him about that idea was that the attraction would likely be superficial, having no more depth of feeling than a prostitute has for a moneyed-up John.. (He happens to be the person that co-wrote my "Fantasy Into Reality" story.) The following is the exact email I sent him. I apologize that theformat changes midway through, but I think you'll get the idea. Comments and votes are always welcome!! Enjoy!! ****************************************** *kisses slowly, hands sliding over your chest, around your waist and upyour back* Mmmm, hi babe... I miss talking to you. *licks over your jawline to your ear, nibblinggently* Those short little notes. I could see sweat patches on her grey sock. Mainly around the under toe areas and arches of her feet. She did the same with the other boot. She peeled her socks from the greasy feet. Next thing I know I took a breath and literally all I could smell was pure foot cheese! Her feet were hovering literally millimetres away from my face and I didn’t know what to do or think other than breathe. She threatened and said if I feel any cheating breaths coming from your mouth I’m gonna have to get some. " And you wanted it to be," Randy husked."Yes." I'm not sure that's how it went," Randy sighed. "No, I know it wasn't. But..." But?" But it was real good and I kind of felt like letting up on you, until I saw you afterwards and knew what you were thinking." Oh." I was already hip deep in Miriam and she was upset and I couldn't deal with the hassle, so I put you off on Pete so you would cool off a little. I guess it didn't work that well." No." Tears were pouring; Randy wasn't giving her.