"It wasn't as bad as I had imagined," replied Amber who was dressed in adenim skirt, pink top, and a denim jacket. "Do you want to do it again?" asked... Ms. Gabrielle. 'Yes...now that I know what to expect," she replied. "Good girl," replied Ms. Gabrielle. "How did he take to you telling himyou were leaving?" "He shrugged it off, he's used to college kids working for him comingand going," she replied. "In fact he told me that I could leave anytimeI wanted to." "Call him and tell him that tomorrow. The reason he gave suddenly didn’t sound all that better than saying it was better than being alone. On reflection, it sounded pretty bad. He decided that he wouldn’t mention that aspect of his thinking again.Carl said, “Don’t do it, Burl.”“I’ve got to consider it,” Burl said.He was nearly at the point of deciding to go for it. The quiet nights at home since Laura Lane had left were pure torture. He didn’t think he could take living alone much longer.“Suit yourself,” Carl said.Carl wasn’t going. She seemed to be doing something, but I could not tell what she was doing. Inside the car I could only see the driver. Then the driver’s door opened and he got out. My wife backed out of the passenger side door on her hands and knees. Both of the doors closed, the lights went out and the darkness returned.The driver walked around to the passenger side to join the two girls. They seemed to be all over him as he stood there. Again, one of them dropped down low but I could not tell if it was Nancy. When she turnedback and looked at me I must have looked scared out of my mind. She gave methat warm smile again and said:"Just relax; I'm not going to do any thing that's going to hurt. Have youhad your breasts examined before?" No." I croaked."Well, it's not so bad I'm just going to press on your breasts with myfingers to feel for any lumps or other irregular tissue. Then I'll checkyour nipples to make sure they're healthy. It only takes a couple ofminutes."At the part about checking my.