Heiko snorted.“Come, Lucia. The girl has a point.”“Because of Roxana, if you must know”, she said. “That’s not something to talk about in ...ront of her, though.”Dad sighed. He looked weary again.“Go to school, Amanda”, he said, gently. “It’s almost time for your bus.”“Yes, Dad”, I said. I looked at Mum, looking for the words to make things better, but failing to find anything that would help.“It’s alright, Amanda”, she said. “You’ll understand when you’re--”“Older?” I barely held myself from. As the bulge in his pants began to subside, he started to feel ridiculous--a little boy exploring a fake woman. He pulled his hands away from the mannequin and began to walk away."Guess I really need to get laid," he muttered under his breath. Heading toward the lights again, he stopped in his tracks when he heard a girlish giggle behind him."Then what stopped you?" said a seductive feminine voice behind him. "Now you know I`m equipped." Startled, he spun around and nearly fainted when he saw. She had accepted an actual date, with me, knowing it was me, the whole time. And she had been pretty fine, too. And there had been no police involvement, at any point.This girl, though. Emily Anne Shreve.Holy shit!Well, Emily Anne was the sort of cultured person who would have been saying things to me like "Alex tells me you went to college in Alabama." You know -- trying to get the conversational ball rolling. Only Emily Anne didn't have much advance notice of who Jessica's boyfriend, Alex,. “Here you go, boss,” Mark handed him a cup.He was still frowning when he reached for the sugar bowl. His assistant stopped him.“I’ve already added two cubes,” Mark said.He exhaled and looked at the young man.“You really did your homework, didn’t you?” he smiled.It was sort of nice to have someone tend to your needs and even know how you liked your coffee. Well, it was certainly just a coincidence, as Mark had no idea he wasn’t Alex, and, apparently, he had one other thing in common with Alex,.