‘Cute’ would be a massive understatement.“What is it?” the little beauty gasped breathlessly, “what have you found out?”“I had to do a b...t of burglary,” a touch of exaggeration wouldn’t hurt, to keep that rapt expression fixed on him, “then I used Call History, and the time I overheard him, to track it down. And the guy was in his Contacts so I’ve got his name and even his email. No address though, it wasn’t there.”“So who is he? Where does he work?”“He’s called Claude Simon.”“Okay! Where does. I looked toward the porch. Three or four people were standing near the edge of the roof, looking at the sky. Jenny was not among them, but as I watched she emerged from the crowd and sought me with her eyes. When she saw me, she gave me a beckoning wave and a big smile.I held up my hand, fingers extended.“Five minutes,” I mouthed, thinking I needed to calm down a little more before I could face her.She smiled again and melted back into the crowd.“Don’t worry,” Dan said. “Nobody noticed we were. Rachelle made arrangements to stay somewhere away from the apartment. They shared a nice dinner and a long walk, holding hands and talking as Rachelle led Sean to where they would spend the night – a bungalow just down the road from an apartment owned by her family but vacant.Then she treated him to a night of passion that she hoped conveyed the pride she had in her man and her sincere hope that this would lead to a life-long commitment for them by doing what they had only done once before: she. The presence of young men such as they kindled certain desires within her body: protective, motherly and sexual..."I think I drank too much at the wedding reception. I hope the three of you will protect me... in bed." She giggled.Mike ignored her comment, "We have two spare rooms, one double and one single, you can fight between yourselves for the larger of the two," jokingly he laughed."We will sleep together if that is OK with you?" Darren asked."WHY! are you gay?" Sandy chirped.