" She grinned a sly grin as she spoke. "Yes Helene." I said, trying to be calm as I took the folder from her soft, delicate hand. I felt a stiffening ...n my trousers like an I-beam being extruded at a steel mill. I held out the folder to block what I knew was a bulge I couldn't battle. Helene just smiled again with those perfect white teeth before turning and walking away. I stood motionless as I took in the sight of that voluptuous rear end swaying with every step she took. I was captivated. I. That was another argument. But in the end it was a good decision and less of a hassle. I opened the door to a neatly ordered home. Wood floors, light colored walls and windows opened to let the breeze in. I liked it light and open. Visitors could see the woods through my back windows in the living room. The open kitchen was to right of it, along with a side bedroom and bathroom. In the back of the house I had a separate hallway. Leading back to my bedroom the walls showed my life in pictures.. "Would you join me, I want to ask your mother something." Um ... sure?!" Sandra let out puzzled.Frederik let go of Sandra and then Martha and Sandra walked towards Shirley, who was still standing at the front door."Hello, Ma'am," Martha said. "I'm Martha, a friend of Sandra, as you probably have guessed already." Hello Martha, I'm Shirley." I wanted to ask you something." Yes?" I already have asked Sandra if she wanted to come to my home this evening. However, my parents suggested that Sandra. “No problem,” she responds with a smile, “You can’t really understand this stuff by yourself.”I smiled and walked away to find new books, but I was puzzled by what she meant. I lingered around the library, trying to find a book that would keep my interest, but I just could not get my mind off of our conversation. Soon enough it was closing time, and everyone left except for her and me.I could not help but ask, “What did you mean earlier, about not being able to understand these books by.