Had she thought that he was suggesting sex! He wanted to explain that he never thought anything of the kind but, before he could stutter an apology sh...e had linked her arm through his and they were walking down the main street to her house. Trevor sat in the arm chair, hands around his coffee cup and taking it all in. He was in her house. She had actually invited him. Chrissie came out of the kitchen, put down her coffee cup and collapsed on the sofa. Bringing her knees up, she removed her. Dad always says he’s sorry. Mom blamed me for destroying the family.”“You! They drove you out!” exclaimed Marilyn.I just grinned back at her. “Don’t sweat it. She also blames you for leading me astray.”“What!”I just started laughing. “After all these years, she finally got it right!” Marilyn started punching me at that, so I just wrapped my arms around her in self-defense and kept laughing. Her parents weren’t as amused, but they didn’t say much. After a few minutes I said, “Your birthday’s in. I remember she went away to boarding school when I was about thirteen years old. I've seen her a few times since then, in the Summer, but we've never spoken during those times, except to say hello, or mostly, just waved to each other." Do you remember coming to her birthday parties, before she went off to school?" I do, now that you mention it. She came to a few of mine as well. We weren't that close though. More like we were near the same age, and traveled in the same social circle." She. But, your soulmate, that's where she is. Milking goats. In Latvia." Well, then, I guess I'm just going to have to apply to the University of Latvia and major in goat-milking. So, what about yours? Your partner, I mean. The new kid, eh?" Yep," I confirmed. "Lily Woodard. Good kid." Nice tits." There is that. Spent all evening with her last night," I told him. I got a look I should've expected. "No, you sex maniac, not that. I was helping her out. She's trying out, and didn't know if she could.