Ms Jenkins was ecstatic. Then came the firsttime they were supposed to kiss on stage. They lookedat each other and, like they had been practicing itfo...ever, kissed. Not too long. Not too short. Justright for that part of the musical. The other kidstittered. Tom and Tara just broke the kiss and staredinto each other’s eyes. “Bravo!” Yelled Ms Jenkins. “Just right. Lets go on.”The next kiss they held just a little longer and theone after that they held until the. I took a good look to be sure the gate was closed. The locking circuit also verified that the gate was closed."Come on in," I said to Kate who was the one at the door. Since I hadn't seen Martin's face at the gate, I kept the .38 handy until I was sure that it was indeed him at my door.As he passed me he saw the pistol and smiled. I knew that he had expected no less from me. We began drinking the CC and Coke almost immediately. Kate filled me in on her day.I noticed that she did not talk about. Braving the fates, I went to collect my hate mail ... and there was a lot of it. Over a dozen pleading letters from every member of the band, including five tearful ones from both Erin and Faith, together and separately, that hinted that 'special accommodations' could be made if I would return. I was much saddened, but still resolved.A love triangle might settle the issue for the short term, but eventually Erin would have to make a choice between her two lovers that she probably by then would. Only meters away from a sturdy gum tree I manage to stop in the rough gravel in the curb. She swears aloud about my lousy driving, but then she realises my stare at the blinding white triangle full of scented secrets between her legs, and she blushes deeply crimson. »Sorry!«, she mumbles, maybe even meaning it, and with a deep sigh she sits up straight again. And for the first time she watches me with an interest for a little while. »You are nice!«, I brabble in my hormon-related manly.