Then I sat at a little distance from her. Would you like to have tea? I asked. She said no she was fine. I knew she was feeling hot. I mean wet and ho...rny. Her toes were twitching. But I had no courage. We talked a little of this and a little of that. Nothing was coming to my mind. I wanted her badly. She gave me the signal. She asked, “You live alone. I have often seen you staring at me. Do you think I am beautiful and could be your girl friend” Wow. God this is my day. I said yeah. I like to. "Nothing, I guess. Why?" We?re getting our hair done for tonight. Mitch?s treat."Nancy shook her head. "Why would Mitch pay for me to go to a salon?" Because I asked him to," I said, hoping to end the conversation.She waited for me to go on, but I didn?t, so she said the obvious, "Youasked and he said yes because he loves you, Donnie, and I don?t mean ina ?I love you, bro? kind of way. I mean, in a ?I want to spend the restof my life with you? kind of way. You need to work this all out, one. “It’s simple. Too good would mean I’d barely last a minute, and you’d be unable to have the fun you want to have. ‘Almost’ is perfect” he paused “meaning that you’re just good enough to drive me crazy. Does that make sense?”“I think so. Too good is like an overly rich chocolate mousse; a few bites are all your taste buds can really handle. Almost is a mousse that’s well balanced; you can enjoy the whole serving, but not be left wanting more.”“That’s one way to understand it. Anyway, were you. " I'm not going with her," Morgan declared. "I won't."There was no need to explain to Morgan the vagaries of the justice system, broken and maimed that it was. We'd just have to wait and see.The winter was mild, and Morgan only missed three days of school. In mid-March, Dora appeared at my door.Dora wore a light dress and heels, shivering with the cold air. "I've come to get my daughter," she said. "Where is she?"I invited her inside and bade her sit. "Morgan is in school right now," I.