The dark-haired girl was only gone a minute, returning with a bottle of soda in one hand and a beer in another. She handed Sandy the soft drink and sa... down on the other side of the couch.“I really want to thank you for offering to help me, Riz,” Sandy said. “I know we haven’t been tight but...”“So, what’s the tale, nightingale?” Rizzo interrupted after taking a long drink from her own bottle, wanting to hear it from Sandy’s own mouth.“I want you to help me be more the kind of girl that Danny. It was easily done. She knew she was good looking, and here she was in spandex, directing all her energy at him. She didn’t look eager: this was a serious business. But she wanted him to fuck her into the middle of next week. And although the conversation was all about the heat of the showers, he interpreted her correctly from the start.Things had to be done right, though.He took her out for dinner. He looked even bigger and stronger in a Savile Row suit. He had one of those haircuts that are. “You’re David, right?” a teenaged kid from the amusement park asked as he raced up to where I was watching Bambi trying to deal with parts of a course. She just wasn’t getting it down yet.I nodded, so he said, “We need you at the amusement park. We have a guest that my boss said to tell you is having a meltdown, whatever that means. The kid got over a fence and climbed up one of the roller coasters. Anyone comes near them, moving toward one of the power boxes or up onto the ride. Unless the kid. She sat next to me, “I had no idea that my little brother was a player. How many times have you ‘done it?’”“Four, each one better than the previous time!”She took a fry off my plate and ate it, “Where did you go to do it?”“I’m not ready or willing to talk to my older sister about my sex life.”“Well, if you ever do want to talk about it, I’m just down the hall, OK?”“OK!”She stopped and turned back, “I’ve got something ... bizarre to ask you, if you don’t mind?”“OK,” I said getting up.“Since you.