"Crois?e."I stand in the classic ballet pose with my legs crossed."Battement gliss?."I kick my leg just a few centimeters."Petit battement."I swish my...leg back forth at the knee only."Battement lent."I slowly raise my leg, inch by inch, until I have performed a full split,with my foot way above my head. The wind, by the way, has picked up, andI am freezing."Ok grand jete', grand jete', and then a grand ?cart en l'air."I circle the courtyard making the ballet leaps as she commands."And. . been an accident.”Doug’s heart got caught in his throat.“What? Tell me, Rob.”“Dani’s in the hospital in the ER. Angie’s okay, but can’t find out anything. I’m going over and I’ll pick you up.”Every fear possible rushed into Doug’s thoughts. This couldn’t happen. Dani had to be okay. His tears welled in fear and hopelessness. He needed to know what happened, how she was, would she be okay. He needed what he was most afraid of right now—the truth.Helen saw his reaction to the call and begged. It was quite hot outside even if it was raining, so she just had some really short cutted jeans shorts and a tight t-shirt. And her well worn, smoking hot sneakers with the brand "Lejon". She was totaly soaked of the rain, I saw her bra threw the t-shirt and I could see that she was wearing thongs. When she saw me she laughed and said:-Hi! I´m almost done! I didn´t expect you to come, so I have been cutting the grass. You could go inside and wait for me if you want!My eyes was totaly glued on. “Maybe I’m not gay, after all. I’m sorry I used you.” He made to rise, but I pressed a hand against his belly and pushed him gently onto the bed. “Let me try one more thing, and if you don’t like it, then you can walk out of here, okay?” I said. He looked unconvinced, but decided to give it a shot. “Okay.” “Do you trust me, Tom?” I asked. He nodded. “Good. Now, hook your arms behind your knees and pull your legs as far back as you can.” A dubious look crossed his face, but he did as.