One of the dancers was in his lap and whispering something in his ear. Bob answered and nodded his head toward the stage. The girl nodded, and kissed ...his ear.Shawn continued her turns until the shawl was floating across the floor in a series of concentric circles. Now the lights were changing colors. Reds, pinks, greens, blues and various shades of and mixes of those colors slowly moved around the stage in time with the music. As the song ended, Shawn dropped the lace and moved to the stage. "He does? Where are you going to meet him? I need to be there! We've got to help him!" Adam exclaimed."Adam, I think it's better if I meet with him alone. He doesn't sound very good, and I don't want to overwhelm him. He must be in shock, and maybe angry. I need to find out what he's thinking and what he wants to talk about. I know you're his good friend, but he called me and I think it's a good idea to let him have his say. Maybe we'll know more when I get back. In the meantime, I want to talk. "My," she said, "aren't you perceptive? Hm, and wasn't that rather exciting, that little fight?"I slid my hands down to her rounded butt and pulled her toward me."I wish you had shaved," she said, just before she raised her head and took my mouth. Our tongues mingled.We mounted the stairs arm in arm after she warned me to silence and assured me that her daughter was a very sound sleeper. No light showed under the girl's door, and we made our way to the front bedroom, quietly helped each other. You should have seen your new wife. She had this enormous heavy boiler in her hands and turned to put it in the sink when she stepped on a wet spot on that slick kitchen floor. She did the splits right there in her new dress." Baby, were you hurt?" Jeff quickly asked, looking at Helen."No. Nothing but my pride. Then we all got tickled and couldn't stop giggling. I think Joan thinks we're all crazy."Later, everyone sat in Carla's living room, extra chairs having been brought in from the kitchen.