‘I don’t understand why I have to keep repeating this to you. The most me and Keith have done is kiss. He hasn’t tried to reach under my shirt o... even grab my boob over my shirt. He’s been a complete gentleman.’ ‘So you’re going to wait until you’re married then?’ ‘No. I’m not waiting that long, but Keith has been the best guy I’ve ever dated. I’m also hoping he will be the last guy I ever date.’ Melissa’s eyes widen in shock and happiness. ‘So are you saying that you L O V E Keith? Jackie. ” Still lost, I looked at her, not understanding her words. She slapped me on the thigh, hard enough to really sting. “Now.” I jumped up, was halfway to the bathroom before I understood her words. “And don’t even think about closing that door.” “Okay,” I said. Standing in the bathroom, I stared at my reflection, wondering who the hell I was. “Are you undressed yet?” “Uh, yes,” I said, even though I wasn’t. I pulled off my shorts, then my panties, started unbuttoning my shirt. “As I. You were so helpful." I'm glad that I could help, Mr. Wagner. You've been living on the streets?"Max nodded, blushing a little. "Yes, Ma'am, ever since my wife 'n son died and I lost my mind." Oh, I'm sorry. I can feel with you. My husband died two years ago, but at least I have my daughter. I hope that you'll be all right again." I was promised work at the Opera House," Max said with a touch of pride."Oh, my! That sounds so fancy!" the woman laughed.Max stared at her for a moment. She was so. Trish’s grades, which had already risen after our summer of studying, climbed again. When one of us had dishwashing detail the other would always be there to help. Friendly hugs were given freely, whether because the recipient looked like they needed it or because the giver just wanted to dish one out. Our standard reply when someone suggested that maybe we were overdoing it became, “Would you rather we were fighting?”In short, we’d each found a new best friend, and we made it a habit to be.