The handsome young man seemed to enjoy bantering back and forth with Laurie, but kept looking at me, as if I were going to corroborate her story.I fin...ally joined in with the playful act, "Ludmila loves beeg young Amedican boys." I couldn't keep a straight face, and Bruce laughed at my response as he glanced back at my smirking friend. "Oh Really? Don't they have any big boys back in Russia?This playful tone went on for quite awhile, and Laurie wasn't about to let this young stud get away. She. The look that Cake received made him laugh and he pulled up the barstool that he kept in the kitchen to sit with his elbow on the counter and his chin on his hand as he watched the second last pot of coffee that he’d ever get out of the white paper bag being made. The smell which filled the room almost made his stomach hurt, and he was a little sad at how his chest felt as well. That smell reminded him of someone and he knew what was wrong with him just as surely as he knew his own name. Any. Miss Foster then put her hand on my head, smiled at me sweetly, told me to behave myself and pulled painfully on my hair. She told me to go home and to return in a week to mow the lawn. I rode home on my bike totally deflated, realizing that she thought of me as just a kid.My next ploy was to ignore her, to pretend that she didn't exist. For three weeks I did her yard work, but I refused to go into her house, when she offered me refreshment. It didn't seem to work; she didn't come after me, and. “You can call me Janey,” she said extending both hands at once, one to both Tabitha and myself, and dropping the handle of her rolling luggage to the asphalt. Tabitha and I shot a quick glance. I groaned silently while she held back laughter. Janine turned around and bent straight over to retrieve her case, immodestly shoving her underwear right in our direction. “So how long have you two been together?” Tabitha asked, stifling a giggle as Janine fumbled with her bag. “Four months,” Marco.