" I didn't plan it, Joe. Besides, I don't have to ask. We had an agreement. Remember?" Yeah, but . . ."She repeats herself, this time emphasising her ...ords, "We had an agreement! We discussed this, over and over, that I would be able to please myself as to whom I slept with as long as I promised to tell you about it. Remember? Well, this is me telling you about it."She sees him thinking, remembering. Is this going to be the big renege, the stick he'll use to beat her with? Then it passes, and. .. is it as good as it sounded from down here?" It's even better. He's a wonderful lover." Erica could see the wheels going around inside the woman's mind. "Do you have a son?" Three actually. The oldest one is 18." 18, eh? I bet he's a big strong boy like my son, right?" Erica paused as the woman gasped in surprise, but she knew what the woman had been thinking. "You were thinking about your own boy while you were listening to us, weren't you?" Yvonne turned beet red and looked down, giving. If I thought you had anything to do with this. I would have you looking down the barrel of a pistol at this moment." I said."Or tied to a chair with wires leading from my nipples to a lamp switch," he said with a smile. "Do you have any reason to believe I should know something?" What I have reason to believe, is that most of the newcomers are from Eastern Europe. Those are people you know well. The nanny was a teenager from one of those old Soviet places. The cops are all over her parents as. When Steve and the other boys left, Sarah took me back to the room. I asked Sarah why were you surprised? Sarah told me that Steve is the hottest guy in the school, many girls die on him, but he always ignores everyone. But he didn't do it to you, even he himself shook hands with you. I think he started liking you.I was upset to hear what Sarah said. It was impossible, there was more than one beautiful and young girl in the whole school, then how could he like an old woman like me? Even though.