" Then looking at Dee kind of tentatively asked, "How would you feel about Tom being a father to my child?"Without any hesitation, "I think it would b...e totally bitchen, as long as it's what you really wanted!" Like Lisa honey, Tom is the only man I would ever consider doing that kind of thing with. I guess it's something to think about," Then with a big smile, "You planted the seed you little shit."Both laughed roundly at that comment, hugging each other closely and kissing again."So you don't. " Why, did he say something?" Well, he might have mentioned that he wanted to be with you tonight?" At the Drive-In?" Yeah." And, that's really why you didn't want to go anywhere else, isn't it?" Yeah. I'm sorry." But, you did go." Well, just because you wanted to." You mean, not because you knew that Tracey would be there?" No." Oh. Why?" You know, I think that maybe I was a little scared with Tracey. But just a little bit, I'm not a big sissy or anything." I didn't say that you were, and I. The tone was surprisingly soft and obviously belonged to a woman. And even more bizarre, it sounded familiar. Almost as if she had heard it before. Of course, she knew that was impossible. Then again, a voice had just come out of thin air, so who was she to say what was weird and what was not? Still, a voice without a body was quite odd. Unless&hellip, thought Barbie as she focused on the cats before her. Sure enough, the closest one suddenly peered up at her. Who are you? asked the cat for the. Most of the dirt and sweat had washed off, the little that remained I rubbed away with my palms. Then I waded to the edge, picked up my clothes and took them back into the river to wash. The dirt came off easily enough. The sweat stains were something an hour of scrubbing would likely clean up. But I didn’t have the luxury of that hour. I scrubbed them as best I could, then dressed myself. I figured that it wouldn’t take long for the heat of the day to dry the clothes again. A low quiet whistle.