I didn't say much during the rest of dinner while Nick talked about his day. He rambled on and on about how one of his professors "... couldn't tell h...s ass from a hole in the ground and probably never held a real job in his life..." Much like someone else I know, I thought to myself with a sad smile.When the waitress brought the check, Nick patted his pocket and said, "I forgot my wallet."Again, I thought to myself."Could you get the check for me, Babe? I'll pay you back later." Nick added a. ...I mean, you need this to work, otherwise my job goes downthe tube!" he shouted as she then grabs a pair of lacy emerald panties,sliding them up her luscious ass with patient ease. "Cast away yourdoubt, please my love!" he pleaded."My boss will be expecting to see.... well, you, at your finest," as thewoman placed a lacy emerald bra with vanilla trim upon her supple bosom,then adjusting those in the bra, until they felt secure."Now, my boss wants to seal this big deal, but feels that I am not. He certainly smiles and gurgles and he turns toward sounds. Sometimes just the water running. And he follows some things with his eyes." Patrick waved his arms and legs."He won't be really communicative for another year." Well, you hold him. By the way, I'm done with those Carmel Birds. Think of something else for me. Staying home with an infant is boring. I'm going to try to get Willy."I just sat, holding Patrick. He'd quieted again. I wondered as to what to suggest to Weena for reading.. " But there must be something we can do Christine, or maybe a favor you can hold for some other time?"Christine looked at me closely and reduced her eyes down to slits as she examined me and the meaning of my words, and for more than just a second I was sure that she was going to throw me to the floor like she had years ago, when she had applied lipstick to my face."Come on sis, we'll do anything." Like what?" Well, what if Karen and I did all your chores for the next month?" Okay, go on!" And,.