'Can I sit with you?''Yes. But I've got to go soon.' He made it sound as if he was about to attend a funeral.'Yes, I know — we all know. That's why ...I came. I have to stay here and look after the house while you and the others are away enjoying yourselves.'He stared glumly at the carpet of leaves underfoot. 'I don't want to go. I have to visit an Aunt. And anyway, I don't know where we're going.''To the seaside. You'll like it.' Large tears gathered and slithered down her cheeks, catching the. ” “I know we have talked about our fantasies and you love to hear mine and then act them out with my toys but to know you really are not going to leave because I did do it with another man is a huge relief, because I really liked do what I have done with Mark and want to do more!” “John laughed, I suspected you would, it sounds like he really rung your bell today?” “He certainly did, but not near as much as you have since I got home! Wow, what a day!”“So, what happened today that made you. It was on a Friday evening several weeks later that Marcy was busying herself with some housework, Kirk having left earlier to join Coleen at a motel across town. She had picked up some outdated magazines to be laid aside for recycling when she turned and was brought up short by the figure standing only a few feet away.She gasped, frightened, then flustered, trying to maintain her composure."Jamal... I... didn't hear you knock."The voice was rough, uncultured, powerful, the face containing a. .. snogging."How many girls have you kissed?" she asked, still holding onto him."Other than you and Sherry?"She blinked. "I forgot about Sherry. Wow. You've kissed my best friend." We've both kissed your best friend," he pointed out."Other than us," she said, answering his question.He closed his eyes and she watched his lips move as he obviously added something up. When he said, under his breath, "Carry the one and you get..." she dug her fingernails into the tender skin where his love handles.