“So, week three then?” I prompted.“Yes,” she said, a lot of her usual confidence seemed to have deserted her at this point, “I suppose week ...hree was when it started.”“So soon after you left?”“No, I don’t mean anything happened, but Wolfgang and some of the others, started just dropping little things into the conversation. About you, California, girls, partying, you know, that sort of stuff.”I nodded to signify that I understood.“We got to sit in on a rehearsal of Carmen at the State Opera that. “Hey! Watch it!”The pair took no notice of Carol. They disappeared into the alleyway at the side of the building that was even more notorious than the bar itself.“I wonder what you’re up to? You ought to get a room—you’d be much more comfortable.”Carol glanced down the narrow gap between buildings as she passed it. The young girl had pushed her partner up against the wall and knelt before him, fumbling with his trousers. Beyond them, Carol could see another couple. The woman had her hands on. She was bit tensed, not sure how to do it without exposing her boobs to me.Son: Can you raise your right hand?Mom: HmmWhile she was thinking, I took her right hand and raised it.Mom: Son, wait. My towel will fall (with some worry).She immediately used her left hand to hold the towel. Now the towel is just holding her BIG boobs. I put the bra strap on the right shoulder and asked her to raise her left hand. She now used her right hand to cover her boobs and raised her left hand.I put the strap. I will clean up and get out of these dirty clothes.” Andy and I went into the family room to check out the game, while my wife cleared the table and disappeared upstairs. After several minutes, she emerged from the kitchen wearing some tight shorts and a white tank top and no bra underneath. It was obviously a little cool in the room since her nipples were piercing through the front. I have never seen Andy distracting from a game before, but he took several glances at my wife as the game wore.