I kind of get the feeling that I might learn a little something here.I kind of get the feeling that I might learn a little something here." He scooped water over his chest and shoulders and then stood up. "Now take that candle and that bottle of champagne and get into bed. I'm going to rinse off and I'll join you in a minute." Ben looked at me sternly, his hand on his hip, and he looked so cute I couldn't help but bite my lip to keep from grinning. "Yes, sir." I said, and did as asked. **** *2: Him* Okay. You asked. So here's how I remember it. I'm not going to divulge how long ago this was, but I had only recently become ashamed of the big gold chain I wore for years. I mean, I never looked like John Travolta with his big pants, big collar and big nose or anything, but I guess it would be fair to say that I hung out at my share of discos. I was still at Tech at the time, but I hadn't moved into the dorm yet. I was still living with my Uncle Roy in his nineteen-fifties crackerbox house with all of the motorcycle parts in the basement. That was Roy's hobby in those days: collecting motorcycle parts and pretending he was going to custom build a bike one day. He'd been buying bushel baskets of assorted useless junk since about 1962 and hadn't mated one part to another in all that time, and I doubt if he has yet. |