“I had a really wonderful time, too,” she said, “and I… uh?”Meghan stepped back and looked at her side. Brander’s hand was in her purse. ...“What are you doing?” she asked, cocking her brow.He chuckled and pulled his hand back. ”Guess you’re also better at that than I am.”He was referring to how Meghan had managed to lift his cellphone and hotel keycard from his pockets back in Vegas. Looking half-irked, half-bemused, she pointed to the door. “Go!”“By the way, I’m missing a pair of underpants. From where I was it looked like her hand was under her skirt in her crotch. Was she masturbating herself? My eyes were fixed on her trying to see what she was doing. Then all of a sudden she sat up seeing me staring right at her. She quickly stood up and ran into her house. About five minutes later she came back out walking over to me. "I'm so embarrassed," she said. I was daydreaming and didn't realize where I was and what I was doing. I was thinking about this boy at school. I think he likes. ”Grandpa continued, “I’d bet your mom was a virgin when she married your dad because of that church she got into. I never agreed with all the sin stuff they dwelled on. Saying sex was evil and all that other bullshit.”Grandpa changed the subject. “Well, young lady, are you on birth control?”“No, we learned some stuff in sex education class but it was mostly about abstinence and horrible diseases. Some of the older girls explained about ‘safe days’ in our cycle so that is what we have. "My car was clean and well maintained, but it was fifteen years old and looked it. If it had been me, I would have preferred the bike. But I followed her orders and showed up precisely at noon.She probably shocked the staff when she gave me a big hug and pulled me into her car and took off. We had a nice lunch, where she refused to tell me anything, saying she had something to show me in her office when we got back. We talked about school, Amy, the furniture we were going to move into the new.