Others, maybe it was a sense of remorse or guilt. Who knows what would draw Alex Dixon back here. Couldn’t blame him if he didn’t come back, thoug.... The local police and media had given him a really hard time. I wondered if his parents still lived in the two-storey brick house with the Victorian veranda at 220 Adair Street. I wondered if they still kept in touch with him secretly and knew where he was but had never said. I’d pay them a visit, too. That’s the trouble with small towns. Everybody. I gaped in surprise and barely had time to try covering myself before her and the attendant started laughing. “I’ve seen it all before, sweetness. I’ll admit if anyone could convince me to play for the other team it would be the two of you, but alas, I just don’t swing that way. Let’s start with the basics, if this meets your approval?”He’d put down the pile of clothing and was holding up a semi transparent red lace demi-cup bra with matching thong. They were gorgeous and probably cost more. .she said you must be Jane? When I said yes, she ran her eyes up and down me. Can you twirl she said so I did as ahe asked. I hoped she liked what she saw. Very nice she said, the agency has done well for me. Would you like a glass of wine? I drank my glass of what was actually a very nice wine slowly, and hadn't yet finished it before she said it was time to go to the dinner.Anyway, the dinner went fine, it was the usual corporate fare, but during the dinner I felt her hand on my knee a couple. You sure seem suited for Football!" I added innocently."I do - I am quarterback on the school team" he replied self-importantly. Only Fran got the implicit insult and tried to suppress a giggle. She was only partly successful and got a withering glare from bimbo one.It was a case of 'saved by the bell' and we headed back in. "You gotta be careful with Darren," Fran warned me in a whisper. "He can be pretty mean." Thanks. I'll take note of that. But he seemed too dense to realize that the joke.