"Oh puleeze," Ashley called from the other side of the room."I don't need to tell you you're pretty," I teased. "That's what all those teenage boys wh...o keep calling are for." Ashley blushed and then turned as her mom came back into the room."I got it out," Angie told me, holding my still damp shirt. "Though we need to hurry if we're going to make the ceremony on time." It was a bit of a scramble, but we made it out the door with a few minutes to spare. Summer and Lynn met us outside the school. "So, how'd things go with the V.I.P. you got called in for?"I felt Ivy's diaphragm compress and release a large sigh. Her heartrate changed a little too and I could tell she was still agitated. "Wealmost had a major problem with treating the wrong thing." What? Didn't Doctor Crinfield send her your way?" Well actually it was Bob who called me in. I'm wondering if he knewsomething was wrong..." What happened?"Ivy shifted a little, obviously checking to see who was around. "Thepatient was. She also admitted she’d fancied me. She took me by the hand and led me up to her room. It’s hard for me to articulate my feelings. My heart was beating so hard I thought Laura would hear it. I was excited and scared of making a fool of myself, so much so that I was shaking like a leaf. My stomach was turning summersaults and I felt so aroused. Laura was fantastic, quietly reassuring me, telling me how gorgeous she thought I was and how lucky she felt. It helped me to calm down and enjoy the. We would usually have an alfresco lunch in the garden and find ourselves nodding off in the afternoon, the sultry stillness broken only by the sound of the distant cuckoo. More often than not, Clare and I would make love. In the early summer, modesty prevailed and we would go into the house, but later on we grew bolder, and would do so in the garden. Ray would pretend to be asleep, just like I did, on other days, when Ray, emboldened by my example, would beckon Clare over to sit on his exposed.