You can go home in the morning. Anyway there’s no one at your place.” I agreed immediately. So then we went on speaking about lots of other things...It was about 11:30 in the night. She asked me, ” Do you have a girlfriend ?” I said no. She continued,”Hmm….but are you a virgin ? Lots of boys of your age are not.” I said I was though. She asked me if I felt like having sex ever. I said yes. I told her I just wanted to know what it was like to have sex. She was silent for a while. Then she said,. "For a while, he had been as excited about the evening as she was turned off. He was much more amorous and she was turning into a cold fish.The rubbing of her head on his crotch and the rubbing of his hand on her breast had changed. He now had the hem of her dress pulled up and his fingers were buried behind her and between her legs. Gabriella was accommodating him, but with both ears tuned for sounds on the stair.About that time, Joe's cell phone started chirping:"Hello? Yeh, that's me. Yes, I. ”“That geezer may surprise you,” he said.“We’ll see,” she said, gaily. “I’ll be back.”“I’ll fix us a place out of the sun to enjoy our repast,” he said.She ran to the house, feeling strong and alive. It felt odd running in boots. Her feet felt heavy, but it was good to run. There was a can of mixed nuts on the shelf in the pantry and she grabbed that. Then she mixed up lemonade in the sun tea jar and, carrying it by the handle, hurried back to the barn. When she went in, the change from bright. ‘Gabby, Connie gets the room.’ That was it: no explanation, no discussion. Yet the fiery Latin tigress took it like a lamb. ‘Of course, James lover.’ ‘Also, give her a hand moving if she needs it. Go and tell her now, and put Fran back on.’ ‘Yes, James. Anything you say, lover.’ And as her footsteps receded I heard her say, ‘Connie, Connie darling …’ Fran thanked me for sorting out a dispute that had been driving her mad all morning, and I admitted to her that I was beginning to relish this.