All you had to do was provide the fish and they would fry it up for you. Paul went with Phil and Greg to show them how to clean the walleye they’d c...aught.Talk about a perfect lunch. Freshly caught fish served with fried potatoes and onions. Of course, if you had this for any length of time, your arteries would clog up, but dump stuff into hot oil and get it crispy ... yum.I even joined everyone in drinking a beer.The wind picked up, so we took the afternoon off to kick back and relax, or that. ”“A priceless shot, for sure” said Jill.“Camera . . .” I mumbled. My brain had locked up. I kept looking at one then the other, overwhelmed by the vision. My brain lurched into activity. I clawed at my pocket to fumble my phone out.“Can you both pose for me again, just like before?” I blurted out.Jill laughed again and led Jennifer back a few steps.“Wait a sec.” said JillJill rummaged in her purse for a moment, came out with something and stood between between Jennifer and I, her back to. ” The next words that came out of my mouth were the last ones I would have expected. Even to this day I don’t know why I said what I said in that bathroom, but I did. “I’ll do it.” She looked up at me puzzled, her beautiful hazel eyes glistening with tears. “What?” “You could end up getting abused, catch an STD, or end up addicted to drugs or something. If all you need is someone to absorb the heat for you. I’ll do it. You won’t have to come to these clubs anymore. You’ll have me. I promise. ” the handsome boy grinned easily, and my heart fluttered. Stupid heart.“Shaun? Who is it?” a female voice called, and Shaun stepped aside to reveal a pretty black woman, who looked surprisingly young.“I’m your neighbor. Danielle White.” I smiled, trying to ignore the woman’s big black globes falling out of her shirt, practically.“I’m Angela Jones, Shaun’s mother.” the gorgeous black woman smiled, and side-hugged Shaun, who I struggled to keep my eyes off of.“Well, it’s a pleasure.” I.