‘Where could they have gone?’ I thought perhaps she had left them in the bathroom. I covered her once more with the coat and rejoined the party. I...noticed 2 of the guys Carrie had pointed out as some of the ones who had ‘come on’ to her in the office. What caught my attention was the fact that they were going to the bathroom together. I thought no more of it and went on enjoying myself. After a while I thought I had better check on Carrie again. Again her coat was on the floor and I couldn’t. .. ?”“Yes. I mean that were weren’t on our way to somewhere else when the accident occurred. We were already slowing down to stop and look for you when we hit the pothole. I guess Mrs. Andrews was too focused on finding a good place to park than on noticing that the pothole was deep enough to cause problems.”“L-l-look for me?” This was a major mind boggle for me. I know I sounded like a drooling idiot, but apparently my slow uptake did not affect the esteem in which the girls apparently held. The girl was a hottie. Any guy would love to have her for a girlfriend. I wanted to be that guy.Angelina would look at me with her soulful dark eyes. She would give me a sweet smile and kiss me one more time. That always signaled the end of this particular conversation.A couple of years went by. Angelina and I continued growing closer. Mother was now dragging me out to coming out parties for local debutantes, sometimes to socials at the country club. I hated them. I found them to be boring and. "When you sit down Andrea, smooth your skirtunder you." She made me do this several times until I got it right."If you don't, you will sit straight on your bear legs and knickers, andyou could end up with your skirt around your waste. Keep your legstogether too, or people can see your knickers."I blushed a little. I had done the same to some of the girls at school. Ihad a sudden thought, the boys would be trying to do the same to me in afew weeks!I finished my milk as nan came downstairs.