Shari leaned over and kissed him – her warmth seizinghim like a doll tossed into a fireplace. His bodyreacted – he felt a surge pass throu...h him, his penisstiffened – but psychologically he wavered. He pulledaway, and watched the men on the screen blow each otherto pieces. All that testosterone. Shari chose the restaurant. He was silenced as they readthe menu: under the narrow table she laid her hand onhis leg.“I’ll have number thirteen, and he’ll have number. You’re the only one we trust to do this with us.”John finally realized that Sharon was serious about what she was asking of him, “This is a lot to think about, Sharon. What will this do to our relationship? Is your mother even aware of what you are trying to do?”John listened intently as Sharon answered his question, “I know our relationship can withstand anything and yes, she is aware that I am talking to you about this. Mom and I have teased each other for over a month about her borrowing you. “Oh, Jacques! I’m so sorry!” she cried. “I am so sorry to have caused this!”“It’s alright, Marguerite,” he told her, holding her tightly and kissing her cheeks. “It is alright. I understand.”“I had to lie! He would have killed me!” She cried desperately. “I have doomed us all! Please forgive me!”“Oh, Marguerite,” he said softly, “I forgave you long ago. I was angry at first, but I know Jean. I know what he is capable of doing. I know he forced you to say the things you did. I just want you to. She was wearing apair of jeans and a t-shirt with a pepsi logo on it. Thom thought shelooked fine although he didn't understand why she didn't wear any makeup,she could look quite pretty with some makeup. But he was happier that shewasn't wearing any makeup than wearing that pale powder all over her facewith black eyeliner and black lipstick. No makeup was better.Thom gave her a fatherly kiss and he saw her off. Little did either ofthem know the Role Exchanger was in the vicinity. When.