"Didn't you go the other week?"I made my entrance. "Morning ladies," I quipped. "Did I hear right, you're going to the pictures tonight." I saw the lo...ok of concern on both their faces."I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry, it's just that I overheard a bit of your conversation as I approached." I walked past them to pour myself a cup of coffee.Anne relaxed straight away. She was more interested in talking about the film and wasn't bothered about me being there. Cheryl on the other hand looked rather. She sensed work was bothering me. She had probed me with questions about my workday, about things I had mentioned earlier in the week, on our drive to the restaurant that evening. I had avoided the questions as tactfully as I could. Worse: I felt as if I had avoided her for asking them. It was difficult to tell her how dissatisfied I was with my job, how aimless I thought the position had become. Though I felt every bit the modern man, I still subscribed to the notion that it was my duty to. "Dwayne, have you got a minute?" I enquired of him, then dove into the water again. He followed a few seconds later, swimming over beside me and treaded water just far enough from the float that we wouldn't be overheard."What's up?" he asked, his facial features almost blank."Umm, I was talking to your sister this afternoon, and she suggested I ask you about this. Why is it that you don't want to have full-blown sex with her?" I'm not sure that's any of your business, Steve," he tried to fend. .- Hmmm, yeah, but I was scared of getting rejected... it happens to me too often, you know? I don't think I can handle another one... - Her voice trailed and she lowered her eyes- Oh honey, old Nancy Nasty would never do that to you... - and she hugged Jen, She hugged back...Nanci's face illuminated - Tell you what.. What are you doing tonight?- Nothing I guess gotta pick up my son from my mum's place... - - It's Friday, so you think you can call your mum and tell her you'll be a bit... late?.