Giggling, Clara disagreed with Fanny's complaint. "Not your style, ma belle." Oui, c'est vrai, " Fanny sighed. "Ready? Allons s'y." Lover? Clara's her... and looking sweet," I said into my cell phone to Molly."Could you guys go out for dinner or something. I'm sure Clara's starving." Of course. We'll even have a couple drinks afterward." Thanks." I love you," I love you. Just a couple hours." We'll come home about 8 or 9." Take your time. I do love you." I know. We will. See you." Ending the. " Get 'em," I decided. "If you seem messy, how long will that take to fix?" Twenty minutes?" I guess that takes the spontaneity out of it, though, huh?" Yeah..." We'll try it without." Try what?" Beatrice asked."Going in through the back door," I amplified.Beatrice frowned. "Sis?" Don't knock it 'til you've tried it!" Bridgette retorted, shooting off toward the bathroom.I pursed my lips and eyed Jackson. "Don't get tied up in anything -- I might need help." Beatrice thought about frowning --. I swear it’s over. But we’ve been so ... far apart. I never should have quit the farm and gone to the factory. I’m ... I’m so sorry.”“Sorry!” I exploded. “We took wedding vows! I gave you everything. And you’re sorry? What did you do? Accidentally run into her on the assembly line and decide to put some parts together? How could you do this to me?”I rolled out of the bed and grabbed my pillow. I went to the sofa in the living room and then went back to grab the sheet off the bed to wrap up in,. One day out of the blue I got an email from him, the subject line was"lunch date". I thought it was strange and opened the mail. He toldme to meet him in the park near my house at 12:30. The letter said I had teasedhim for weeks and I owed him a blow job. I called Rick thinking the emailrequest he made was just him messing with my head, a cruel joke."Rick what the fuck do you think you're doing? There is no way in hell Iam going to meet you in the park and give you a blow job!" I was frantic.My.