And several time we shared a most delightful, but chaste and platonic hug. We both knew that there was more to our feeling than these ‘encounters’...and we each, in our own way, hungered for more. But we were loyal, at least, physically loyal. The an unfortunate happenstance caused us to forgo our ‘outings.’ We were forced to limit ourselves to the local office grounds. But one day when we had a date planned, and we both needed it very much (the mental alleviation we each felt at sharing these. “I know that if you’re having second thoughts, you might slack on it, and it’s to the point that Susan’s noticed as well. As for me, Helen talked about things that got me thinking too.“I love Susan, and I don’t want her to ever feel like Helen told me she felt with us. Maybe it’s from all your Greekness that’s rubbed off me ... and, well, IN me as well.” The snickers from that one nearly killed the mood, but we pressed on. I was in the silent role for this stage of our plan, so I mainly smiled. Poor Eddie; his deer-in-the-headlights expression is still sovivid in my mind. Maybe it was a good thing that he was socompletely terrified that he was frozen in place. It would havelooked worse, if he'd tried to run or hide.Mother was so cool, though. She casually asked him what he knewabout ballet. He just shook his head to convey "nothing", towhich she responded, "Well, you can't get all dressed up for itand not learn a little about it. "Barbara, why don't you show Eddie the First. She would usually come over to my house when we wanted a little more privacy than hanging out with friends. This wasn’t too odd considering everyone knew we were good friends. They figured that one day we would end up together. Little did they know we had already begun our secret relationship. Near the end of the school year we started going on actual dates. We would see movies, get dinner, play mini golf, all that usual relationship stuff. I even met her father when I went to hang out at her.