..I need you." The saleslady put her arm around Jennifer, and the teenager found herself crying in the stranger's arms.***"Good morning, Miss Anderson..." Dennis said formally. "Is Judge Herns in yet?"His words stuck like a knife in my back. Gone was the friendly greeting he used to offer me every time we met. Now he was treating me like a complete stranger. Well two could play at this game."Yes, 'Mr. Butz', she's expecting you. Why don't you have a seat while I buzz her." Thank you, Miss. This is going to get pretty personal, OK? Is that all right? OK, here goes.This never happened to me before. I want to make that clear. I don't mean the abduction. That hadn't ever happened to me, either. I mean what happened later.I know I said it before, but I'm no shrinking violet. Heh. Just ask my friends. I'm pretty good at karate, too. I'm also no stranger to sex. OK, sorry, I sound like I'm bragging. Maybe I am. Anyway, it's not like I'm some kind of blushing teenager. I'm out of. ” “Yeah,” Janice continued in a low voice, “stop walking on eggshells. You guys look like if you touch each other everybody in the joint is going to know you fucked each other. Loosen up! Richard, lean over and give her a kiss,” she ordered. “We don’t,” Emily started. “You don’t what?” Janice asked. “We don’t kiss,” Rich answered. “Oh, for Pete’s sake!” Janice said. “You didn’t kiss her? What did you do, just fuck?” Rich squirmed a bit in his seat. “No, not exactly.” “Well lean over and give. Harriet and he had travelled back in the bus with the others; Mandy had managed to nab the seat beside him and, despite intending all sorts of activities on the way back (involving hands down shorts), they had fallen asleep together as had most of the bus. It had been an exhausting summer.At Penn Station in Baltimore, Charles and the Bentley waited to collect Harriet and Clive. They travelled in style to the house just outside with a frontage down to the water. Dinner was relaxed and pleasant..