Sue had no more than entered the room they shared, when Sally launched into her. ‘Tell me everything, Sis. How did it go with Rod? Is he well named...? Come on, don’t keep me waiting. I’m dying to hear.’ ‘I don’t know if his folks had a premunition, or maybe his father’s well hung and they figured he’d take after him,’ Sue replied. ‘But, his name sure fits him well.’ ‘Come on, you can be more specific than that, Sister Dear.’ ‘I didn’t have a tape measure with me, but it was big and oh so sexy.’. I grabbed a tissue off his desk and sat watching him, but tried not to make it obvious. As he walked by me he touched my shoulder, and gave me a reassuring squeeze. My breath caught from the electricity that slightest touch had caused. I inhaled deeply to catch his scent; it was fresh, and made me think of an ocean breeze. Beneath that was a hint of him, and I was dying to smell more. Professor Conners’ scent made me instantly wet. The look he gave me as he sat behind his desk, said that he. " Madame asked as we walked in."Miss Harcourt thinks she can amuse the militia with her singing," I explained."Indeed?" Madame enquired, "Why, her playing would scare away every rat or mouse in the maison." The Harpsichord needs tuning," Grace complained petulantly. "Mother has a very fine instrument," I suggested, "So may I suggest you practice at home until Madame has this one tuned." "Yes," she agreed, "I am in need of practice." Then you may return and amuse the Militia," I declared."Yes. Several other cars were dropping guys off. Suzanne got out of the car and walked around to say goodbye. "Will the other boys think I'm your mother if I kiss you?" I knew she was teasing me again and I didn't think she was serious about actually doing it until she bent down and planted a kiss on my cheek.The kiss made me so flustered that I almost forgot to retrieve my clean laundry and the box of energy bars out of the car's trunk. "They'll wish they had a mother like you," I said as we parted..