"I want to see you dance. That can come as you move. I need to know you can at least dance, before I let you on the floor out there.Suzy nodded withou... saying a word, and began to move to the music that was being piped in from the main floor. Her movements were jerky, and I could easily tell she was nervous. Whether from her uncle watching or me I wasn't sure. She stepped out of her dress, swaying her hips to let it fall to the floor, and I got a good look at her body. She had approximately. Always best for a girl to take precautions, you never know when you might fancy a quick one and concerns about pregnancy spoil the moment.”I breathed a sigh of relief, for the past few hours the thought of Sarah arriving at my house sporting a little bump in 6 months had crossed my mind on many occasions.She looked around again, checking that her Mum or Aunty weren't on the way back.“So tomorrow morning, can we do that again?” she asked and I felt her foot slid up my leg under the table.I. You don't need to honey.. I would never… I mean…’ she was talking fast, scared about the topic. ‘Hang on, I know this sounds weird but.. I wouldn't mind.. You know, trying.. Stuff.. I don't know if I'd like it..’She was stunned by what I was articulating terribly to her. ‘Have you ever thought about it? I asked’ ‘Yes but I… I never dreamed you would be willing to try it.. I mean I have some naughty dreams’ ‘tell me about them’ I smiled as I asked. ‘Uh.. they are pretty weird’ she looked. "You're a genius," Ted assured me.I smiled in pleasure, and we went to get some coffee and wait.Stan Bombeck came up to our table almost half an hour later. He was in his forties and a bit portly, but not an unhandsome man. He was dressed in shorts and a tee shirt that proclaimed the benefits of aromatherapy."Mrs. Stansbury?" he asked. At my nod, he sat down and shook our hands. "That coffee looks good. Do you mind me ordering something? I'm starved." Go right ahead," Ted assured him. "We've.