”“Sounds like fun daddy.”We got in the car, headed for Euclid Brewing and Mary Ann was still smiling about breakfast. “I sure do like seeing ...a smile on that sweet face of yours little girl.”“I can’t stop thinking about Nancy. Did you think she was hot?”I said, “My dear, when you and I are together I am only focused on you so I didn’t really notice.”“Come on Tony, you don’t have to bullshit me, I won’t get mad. Guys can’t help but check chicks out, it’s in your DNA.”“Well, I suppose she was. The level of productivity slowed down. People only thought about theirpension. The number of killed people on the streets of Denmark became the lowest in 30 years. But the society was hurt. A number ofDanish jobs were moved abroad. So in 2010 the government was forcedto go back to the old system. As result the casualty-rate rose. John was brought back to attention,when Miss. Jensen approached him. She was been on a government paid study tourto the Far East. ?I have come up with a solution.. She cleared her throat and said as much as she dared to Sophie.“I know your father sort of offered to put up with me, you know, when we spoke at breakfast, but I would hardly be much company for your Dad. After all, he’s got his house, the farm, the market garden, the horses, the book about your mother to promote and all his council business to worry about. Oh, and this road protest business seems to be getting bigger and bigger, as well.”Sophie vigorously shook her head, a hank of her hair. She says you're good with girls like me."Good with costumes, or in the sack or what? How did MB's mother know, anyhow?I undid the tape and placed the two parts on the worktable and waited. MB unbuttoned her blouse and slid it off her arms. The bra held her breasts high on her chest, up-thrust and perky. I knew from just looking that even without the blouse, the problem wouldn't disappear.MB placed the blouse on the back of her chair. "I should probably take off my bra, too. I wasn't wearing it.