Just as we ducked into his open gate and he swung it closed behind us, there was a spotlight flash across the wooden gate. I looked between the boards...of his fence and saw a police cruiser slowly passing by. They never stopped, so maybe they didn’t see us run naked through his open gate.“Hi, Mr. MacGregor. I hope this is alright. Molly and I were bored and had come outside to have some fun when we saw you,” I said, as he smiled at us, well, at Molly, as Beth shined her small light up and down. I answered it and said hello. To my surprise it was my aunt. She said how are you? Good and you? She said well I been here to weeks and you ain't come over to see me. I told her that been busy and that she was there to see my mom. Oh come on she said that not why and she kind giggled. I said thats why,she said I know why. Well why I said to aunt Mary. She said well I would like to see you and I know you dress as Paula an seen pictures of you so please come over. I said to her maybe well she. When I came,I urgently gobbled down my own issue,imagining,of course,it was Greg's.That's when I finally figured out that whatever had been awoken in me was more than a passing fancy. This presented a problem.Greg and I's "dates" were all quite private for a couple of reasons.I was extremely paranoid of being exposed and I was lousy at putting on make-up.Also,I had a limited wardrobe.Greg didn't seem to mind any of this.Now that I think about it,all he saw was the top of my head or the back of. ’ Clara look at Fenton dismayed. Was he off his rocker? Then she saw him wink and guessed something was up. She played on a handicap of twenty-two and hadn’t played for a year so would be awful. Fenton must want the Partridge’s to win for some reason because now his suggestion that she play as his partner was accepted. The first hole was an easy, straightforward par four. Fenton watched as with effortless ease his Caroline drilled the centre from the tee and landed in a greenside bunker with.