Fran had a look on his face like what is she doing, I was looking out to sea and never took any notice but Susan had moved her seat closer to Fran and...she was asking him questions what I never thought she would ask, she was asking if had a girlfriend on site or in the town and is she a white girl or a black girl like him? do you like white girls Fran, yes I do Susan I like all girls. do you like me even though I am a big lady like they say around the pool, you look great. I said Susan stop. No ice.”She chuckled. “That’s a pity. Ice we have - plenty, however we’re out of whiskey.”“Not to worry.”“I would offer tea or...” She shook a jar of Maxwell House, “coffee ... but...” She shrugged. “Milk instead?”“No, honest. Nothing thanks.”There was an awkward muteness, which Julie filled with a nervous cough. “Your car ... it’s ... I love it.”“The Carrera. Yes, the Germans build great cars.” He grinned playfully. “Actually, I’m a little self-conscious about owning a Porsche.”“Oh! Why?”“You. ” She thumbed the off button and looked at me.I said, “Mister Morris, if the bank was trying to impress us with their caring or its interest in our winnings, this has been a failure. My wife has already hung up on someone calling her. We were just getting out of bed to go to our classes. Once classes are over for the day after three this afternoon, we will come by and talk. Neither of us should hear from anyone the rest of the day. Is that clear?”“Yes, Mister Gillis. I just wanted to express. But this display of affection left my head spinning. This was a different Anne, a softer and more romantic Anne, from the one I'd humped so energetically and publicly at the Club meetings.There were only two ways to address this problem: live with the tension or succumb to it. I decided to force the issue after a couple of weeks, when the ladies were gone."Bret, Maria's birthday is Saturday, and there's something I'd like to ask of you and Anne." You want to have some time alone? No problem.".