‘Ooo, I want to see!’ Kathy insisted. She moved away from the coffeemaker and stood across from Ryan. ‘Come on, turn around. We’re going to se... it sooner or later.’ Ryan turned. His prick throbbed as Kathy stared at it. ‘I don’t know, I think it’s harder than just a morning hard-on. My boyfriend used to get morning wood and his was never that hard.’ ‘Yeah, I think that’s a full hard-on,’ Elise agreed, leaning against the counter opposite from Ryan and enjoying the show. She wore a silky, satin. She looked so, well, so alone, that I wanted todo something to cheer her up."Hey Christine, I'm going to fix something for supper. I was thinking ofpancakes or waffles. Do you want me to make some for you?"She just turned her face slowly to me and said in an empty voice, "Iguess."Well, what the heck, if I couldn't cheer her up it wouldn't be for lackof trying, so I went all out. In addition to the pancakes I scrambled adozen eggs, fried a pound of bacon and two pounds of sausage links,. . . well, here we are.’ She shrugged and looked away. ‘It sounds nuts,’ Emily said, ‘but there’s more, right? You sound like there’s more.’ Like Simon, she knew the signs when Connie was trying to avoid a subject. ‘Come on, tell me.’ Connie sighed and kicked a rock on the sidewalk. ‘It was going fine. We were ‘practicing.’ Simon called it ‘rehearsing.’ We went on dates and acted like a real couple. Then a few nights ago, I was afraid I was going to have a nightmare.’ She described Simon’s offer. One day for some reason I got the idea to put on her panties and a bra. Apparently I had failed to close the blinds in one of the rooms and a neighbor, Patrick who was 17, was walking through our yard going to another house and saw me in her undies and playing with myself while wearing them. He didn't say anything then but later he called me over to his house. His parents both worked and he took care of his sister so they were home alone a lot. He told me, in front of her, what he had seen me.