'Have you really, or are you just saying that because you think that's what I want to hear?' she asked.I thought for a moment and answered honestly, '...es I have. It's been good to get away from the camp and beach for the day, and to have someone with me has been great too.' I was truly happy, and that made me relaxed, which meant that the next words slipped out, bypassing the part of my brain that says stop before you speak. 'Especially with such a beautiful woman.' As soon as I did say those. She rolled her eyes, and he put his hand in hers. "And a walk." She sighed, and he sniffed. "Ya promised Abigail. Ya said we could be friends."Abigail gave a chuckle. "And what will June say if she sees me with ya?"Simon groaned and closed his eyes. "She ain't me girl," he said forcefully."Ahh ... ya went out," Abigail told him. "I saw ya."Simon took a deep breath. "Yeah. We did. Once. We went to pub," he said wistfully. "And she was a right mouthy cow. And she wants to be married 'fore. I entertain ideas of suggesting that he sit down for a blowjob in exchange for a free ride. I decide against it, just in time. I look around. There's an elderly woman rows ahead of me, organizing the contents of her purse, a task that looks more than formidable. There is a businessman in the row next to her, hat over his eyes. I hear a snore escape his mouth. Other than that, the car that carries us is empty. Both passengers are completely engrossed in whatever was going on in their. Mrs. O' has become very attached to Sarah and is having her sleep in the house. Of course, she told me that no hanky-panky is allowed and she thinks of Sarah as a daughter. I may be dumb, but I'm not stoopid, so I didn't bring up the fact that if she treated me like a son and Sarah like a daughter, then how could Sarah be my girlfriend?Surprisingly, the G-men wanted the meeting to be in my 'office'. When I reminded them the size of my office, they told me to rent another, larger space in the.