.. things.” She was watching him expectantly, and he knew that she expected an answer.“Yes, Yvonne did talk about the Wolverines. Detective Sander... asked me, and I couldn’t lie.”Just at that moment Marie, his nurse, hurried into Matti’s room, pushing a blood oxygen monitor. She took one look at Dawn and burst into a smile. “You’re back, Dawn. After all those nights you spent here, I wondered where you had got to. We’ve been taking good care of him for you, though.”Matti was not expecting to. I no sooner got the car stopped than she was across the console and jumped in my lap. I couldn’t believe how charged up she was over a ride in this car. We were making out and fondling each other, but it was damn awkward sitting there in the driver seat. I suggested we move our fun outdoors. Well before I could blink she was off me and out of the car. I got out and she was on me! We were kissing long deep urgent kisses. I started running my hand up down her back as we kissed and she leaned into. ‘Guess what I’m wearing? Your favorite outfit. My birthday suit.’ Then a laugh that would melt the polar ice cap. Ooooo, this girl was killing him! He felt the familiar bulge in his jeans. If this girl was half as hot as her voice…wow! he started having fantasies about being on a tropical island with Wendy, rubbing suntan lotion all over her nude body, her blond hair glistening in the afternoon Caribbean sun, both of them laughing, embracing, entwining around one another… ‘Give me a call, baby.. He went over to the group of cheerleaders,reached out his hand for one of them, and the two of them walked awayhand in hand. She must have been his girlfriend, I guessed.The cheerleaders surrounded me. "Wash that girdle and bring it with youat the next game, Paul," one of them said to me. "Or else."I was glad to leave and end this awful experience. I had no intention ofever showing up at another basketball game again. I figured I'd nevereven run into the cheerleaders or the basketball.