"Charisse answered."Well, this guy Ralph I've been going around with is throwing a shindig at his place this weekend and you and I are going to be gue...ts." What do you mean by 'shindig'?" Charisse asked. "What really gives?"Debby looked at Charisse and smiled. "I don't think you'll be bored, if that's what you're afraid of. From the little that Ralph told me, everyone should have a very interesting time indeed." I'll go if you're going, but what about an escort for me? I don't want to be the. Three said no straight away, but one didn’t say anything and I wondered if she secretly wanted to do the same. I must talk to her about it sometime. Now, every time that I have to change the window display I get all wet hoping that B will come over and say “freeze.”It’s happened a few times since, to both B and me, and both B and I love every second of it. The problem is that the shop is just about always busy, possibly because Eve encourages B and I to wear “strings only” bikinis and underwear. In an attempt to get him to notice, I pulled my phone out of my pocket, and sent a text to him that read: "Zachy…"I watched him read the text from his phone. I know he looked to me, but I couldn’t look at him. I just stared at the floor. I was too afraid to ask for a moment alone with him.He continued to look to me as he spoke to Lacey. "Would you mind if Lydia and I spoke in private?”She sighed, “Does that mean I have to leave?”“No, Lydia and I will go downstairs. Just wondering if I could. "I originally intended to simplywalk out and disappear!" She told him. John stared at his wife. "You were going to leave me? Then whydidn't you?" He asked. Kelly shrugged. "Two reasons, I suppose. Being selfish I knowthat I won't find it easy taking on the role of a man by myselfand I suppose I toyed with the idea that you might help." John sat down on the edge of the bed. He had gone pale. Heshook his head as though in shock. "You said two reasons." Hefinally said. "I love you. That's the.