“Is Anne getting to you, already?”“No, er ... well, maybe. They both are so pretty.”“Let’s take some time and see where this all goes, OK?...��“OK, I’m going to work for a while, I’ve got tickets to be delivered by messenger later,” he said giving me a high-five, as he turned and walked away.“What was that for, anyway?” I asked him.He didn’t answer, but he did have a big grin on his face.I believe Anne is making an impression on him, but I don’t want to embarrass him by asking too many. But you'll be able to tell that quick enough, I guess. As for where you get them... Just about any place. I have a couple I picked up in Denmark when I was over there for a salesman's convention. Wasn't too much risk in smuggling them back under my shirt. And, I've bought a couple from a fellow in Chicago who uses his wife and daughter as models... He's a weird one, Chuck is! The wife's thirty-two and the daughter is, oh, about fifteen, I guess, but talk about a wild, horny pair! You just won't. " You sure?" Kira asked. Dianne nodded and waved to the door. "We'll befine," she said.Kira handed her the sugar and squeezed around her. She leaned over andkissed Dianne on the cheek and whispered thanks. On the way out the doorshe paused and turned around."It's so easy to get wrapped up in how all of this is tearing everythingup. We forget all the scary things from before as well," she said.She stepped outside and closed the door.Dianne took the tea back to Jenny and held her while she drank. It was very late, or perhaps very early, when we did get around to talking, and I explained what had happened earlier. Kelly simply nodded in understanding, which surprised me. “I’d like to say I’m surprised, but I’m not. We’ve been having a lot of problems with the cops lately. I don’t see much of it since I’ve been living mostly over in Athens for the last few years, but I hear about it from Mom. Your father and your grandfather will probably be able to tell you more. I know a black kid got.