" Well, it's a good a guess as any. It's not like there's a hundredstories just like this on the internet." You're taking this rather well." I don't h...ve much of a choice, now, do I? There." He stood up with theheels dangling from one hand. I looked up at him."So...we just, what? Pretend to be each other?"He shrugged. "Yes, I guess." He sucked on his lip in thought. It wasn'tas attractive in my body. I looked down at my skirt. I smoothed it out,then let my hand run past the end and over my. You got some nerve, Vince, but don't worry, I'll forgive you. I might be a floozy, but I do have a lighter side too. You're unleashing it now because I like to be pleased, even when I nearly force the guy to glaze your tongue all over it. I told you I'd be worth it, but remember, you're in for a bumpy ride."I listened to her speech and just pleased her as much as I could if only to make her love me a little bit more. She let her tongue go all over her lips as she watched me as closely as. " Hey, you could have called me, you know," I said defensively."And what would you have thought of me if I had called? That's not my style, to be so forward." So," I said, "let me get this straight. You'd rather do nothing than risk having someone think you are too forward?"There was a pause from the other end of the line. "I guess it doesn't make a lot of sense when you put it like that, does it?" she said. "Okay, next time I'll call. Do you want me to sigh and swoon for your benefit, too?"I. Thoughts like those weren’t good for her. They upset her emotional equilibrium, and she’d had enough grief as it was. It was a short way to Marion’s room. Before she knew it she was sitting on Marion’s bed peering into a photo album. Marion went through her whole family history. Her grandparents, great grandparents, her uncle, Aunt Mildred, her other aunt who lived on the west coast, Marion’s, Richard’s, and Robert’s childhood photos, and finally pictures of Fletcher when she and her brothers.