E. class this year." I guess he doesn't show that other side of himself very often, at least outside of our family, or at funerals." I think that was ...he first time I started noticing you," said Jeff."Noticing me?" asked Kari, and Jeff realized he had just made a big mistake."I mean ... I had never even seen you before that." And you've been stalking me ever since," Kari grinned."I didn't mean it that way!" he exclaimed, blushing."But you have been 'noticing me'?" she asked."Well ... I. I had one week to observe every room in one particular sorority to learn the habits of the girls living there. I had to sneak into each room, steal a pair of panties from each girl, label it, and get out without getting caught. This had to be done in one night over the weekend. I had watched every girl, what they liked to do behind closed doors, and when they liked to do it. Some of the things I saw were absolutely arousing. I even watched the dorm mother in her corset and leather attire as she. “What sort of business?” he asked.“I thought perhaps catering for meals in people’s homes, perhaps children’s parties or grown-ups get togethers.”“I don’t like to sound rude, but could you do that? Do you know how?”“Oh, yes. I was taught in ... before I met Martha. I do most of the cooking here, even when the Bishop came to dinner.”“I see. Well you are asking the wrong person. Do you know Mr. Ransome in All Saints congregation? He could probably tell you. He set up his own business and then. “Not to mention that *trash* you were looking at on a public computer!”“I told you, those pictures just popped up!” Such a weak lie. She couldn’t possibly believe that. Why did I think she would? Hell, I didn’t—my head was humming too much to think.She patted my hand. “Hey, I see some things online that I wouldn’t want everyone to know I ogle, either.” “O really, like what?”She finished her glass of wine, picked up the bottle from the carpet and poured herself another. She nodded at me.