"There's a little Italian place, if you want something cozy."He nodded and I led the way. It was just around the corner from where we'd come in. The w...y he kept glancing at me and smiling made me tingle.The hostess seated us toward the rear, so we weren't visible from the entrance. I slid around in the booth and he sat next to me, putting our coats on the seat next to him.The waiter arrived with bread and water. "Welcome to Luigi's. I'm Scott, and I'll be your waiter. Can I bring you something. Half the Alabama bunch...”“Yeah,” I laughed. “Nikki, her Dan, Dan Richards ... Three of ‘em.”“That’s why I ain’t scared of kimchi,” he laughed. “I’m Cajun. I’ll eat anything.”Why was I reading a double entendre into his phrasing. And why was I concerned. Pleasantly concerned.Next day was my day as the ‘helper’ while he ran the test set on the ground. That activity put me climbing a ladder to move the test leads we needed. It put my butt at HIS eye level. If he was affected, he gave no. My one and only true love..."George saw the absolute devotion in her eyes. The love, the caring. He felt his heart melt under her gaze. He also realized that he was painfully hard. Harder than at any time he could ever remember.Patty stepped back from him and pulled the straps of her dress from her shoulders and let is fall to the ground at her feet. She stood there, silhouetted by the firelight, naked."George, I offer you my virginity. Take me now and make me yours forever."George could focus. I knew it wasn’t my mom or dad. After a moment, I heard someone stepped out of the toilet and heard the footsteps going upstairs. Then I thought it must be the married girl who lived upstairs, but why did she giggle?I ignored it and finished my shower. Since it was a Saturday and winter, we usually bask in the sun and have oranges together.It was around 1 pm, we three, mom, dad, and I were having casual talks on the verandah where the sun was shining strongly, and dad asked if we could share.