I slowly eased the door open to avoid any squeaks and slid into the hallway, closing the door behind me. I tiptoed past my uncle's closed bedroom door... and up to the living room door that was closed. My heart was now thumping so hard in my chest and my hearing so 'ramped up' that I think I would have almost screamed if a gnat had farted in Scotland. What was I doing, was this going to be worth the trouble I could get into. Would Justine know exactly what I'd come along for and be massively. I nodded. "And ..." And?" my mom questioned just before she winced. " ... and mayo."That answer got another nod from me as I held up the bun of my burger.Sure enough, it was smeared with mayonnaise as was the side of the burgerpatty that had been touching it. The disgusting white goop even had theaudacity to drip a little droplet onto the table as I held it."I'm so sorry," my mother apologized. "I was rushing to get them alltogether during a lull and it just slipped my mind."Knowing that I. Nina Fontaine."Bonnie and Dave spent the rest of the day in quiet agony as Nina--or"Ms. Fontaine" as she preferred to be called--grilled them on allaspects of their business. What the two of them had initially assumedto be an initial soft-touch introductory meeting soon turned into aninquisition that Senator Joe McCarthy would have decried as excessive.Dave, seeing which way the wind was blowing, quickly suggested thatthe department heads had other duties to attend to, giving the. “Are you asking me to kiss you, that’s kind of weird, even for you? I thought Shirley twirled your dinger?”That made me laugh, which made her laugh ... then she left the room, saying, “Thanks again, Big Brother.”She was almost as much of a tease as Shirley was. And that’s saying a lot.I hooked everything up, getting a knock on my door, “Come in.”It was my best friend from sixth grade, Dave Golz, walking in and closing the door.“Your sister let me in. Man ... she’s getting pretty, isn’t she?”“Be.