Over a cuppa, I explained to Malcolm in more detail why we were being quite so careful that the girls' landlady did not find out that I was living the...e; we did not want the girls thrown out of a very good place, because we knew very well that they were unlikely to find anywhere else so convenient.I also made it plain that I was living with Julie and sharing her room; though I didn't want him to get any idea of the true situation as regards Vee and Sian. Malcolm was a good mate, but I didn't. She's going to take some time offand stay down here for a while with you after the wedding," Danny said."That's gonna put a crimp in my honeymoon plans. Nothing like yournineteen year old grandma in the next room to throw cold water overyou," Jenny said."Like you can do anything more than roll over and sleep right nowanyway," Danny said."A girl can still dream can't she?" Jenny said before turning red,standing up and walking away quickly.Danny followed her and asked what was wrong. Jenny waved. ” When I finished, she was slow to get out of her chair. I didn’t want her to leave the room yet. “So…” I said, unsure what I even wanted to say. “Gotta get started on another of Mark’s essays?” She sighed and put her hands over her head. “Ahh! But I’m so tired.” “That’s okay. You can just make up a bunch of lies, like you do for my speaking topics.” She laughed. “No. I don’t lie always.” “Well that’s good.” I nodded. A moment of silence started building up. “That’s good. So what have you told. Joy looked like a very young Heather Locklear, and Savannah looked like a very young Carmella Bing. Both were gorgeous in very different ways. Obviously I started salivating the moment I saw them chatting away in their garden, moving things into their new home. They were strong girls - and did their own lifting along with their dad and mom. A streak of independence ran through the whole family. I admire independent thought and action in people, so this only increased my desire to know the.