just the
same.
Perhaps he
was a
little
thinner.
“Well,
baby,” he
said. I
sat up on
the bed.
He came
over, sat
down and
put his
arm around
me. “Good
old baby.”
He whacked
me on the
back and I
held both
his arms.
“Old
baby,” he
said. “Let
me see
your
knee.”
“I’ll have
to take
off my
pants.”
“Take off
your
pants,
baby.
We’re all
friends
here. I
want to
see what
kind of a
job they
did.” I
stood up,
took off
the
breeches
and pulled
