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It seemed for a while that everyone I ran across in the course of my day became a player in one of my fantasies.

There was our gardener, Rick, our housekeeper, Kim, and then there was that gorgeous pool man named Bud.

Here's the iced tea you asked for, Mrs. Sheraton.

Oh, thank you, Kim. But that's for the pool man outside. I thought he could use a cool drink.

Well, would you like me to offer it to him, or would you like to?