His hairs were standing on end as if he'd just walked into a field of static electricity. It was a little weird. He was also surprised to find he felt...a little turned on as well. Maybe the excitement was getting to him. Maybe he needed to get laid more than he'd originally thought.The taxi driver opened the door at the end of the corridor and the first thing that struck Fowler was the heat. It was very hot inside and humid, like a hothouse, yet the room on the other side of the door was dark. “Good morning my darlings. This is your father. As you know something strange happened last night. We are all a little freaked out this morning. You asked me to save you. Lynn made love to me and then you thanked me. But Lynn Mom doesn’t remember making love to me and she doesn’t feel like we did it. I hope that you can help us make some sense out of this. I love you and, in a few months, I am going to be so happy to hold you in my arms. I love both of you, my sons.”I finished with a kiss,. “Can we learn that much new music?”“The dances are all very short. They are kind of exercises for piano students when it comes down to it. We could do a dozen of them in ten minutes. The music is recital music and maybe it isn’t as challenging as some of the things we’ve worked on; people really enjoy the light and lively waltzes,” she said.“Sounds like you are reading from the YouTube blurb,” I laughed.“Well, someone had to do some research!” she said. “You need to come up with the live. Right there, I was ready to just about do anything for her.She kissed me sweetly and put the shopping bag she was holding down."Do you trust me?" she asked.Truthfully, no. But she knew how to have fun, and the mystery of what shehad in mind had me hard as a rock."I'm not sure," I hesitated. "This can't be too crazy." Here, look," she said, handing me a folded piece of paper. "I just wantyou to sing this-"I studied the lyrics. A bit cheesy. Lots of talk of hitting targets andselling product.