" He started picking at his fingers."It's okay, Man -- I just want to know," Randall soothed."There's a... sense of accomplishment to it..." Teddy's r...ght," Mary agreed. "I've done a few, and when he comes, it's a rush." She was back on the recliner arm, dangling one foot and offering flashes of strawberry blonde fur from under the nightie. Randall flashed a glance at Darla Jean, but she was distracted, making intent faces and small hand movements designed to tell Mary she was flashing. Mary. Bet his dad used it on occasion, with a random coed or three."Anyway, I told him I was burning up. He hesitantly put his hand on my forehead."No big deal. "So you got him to touch you. Did that do it?" Nope. I told him that Mom didn't check for fever the way. She'd put her lips on my forehead, because they're more sensitive." Wow! And he fell for that?" They'll let anybody teach these days."Not at first. But I kept fluttering my eyes, like I was going to pass out again. Finally, he leaned over. That didn't stop Hiromi fromwondering who it could be. One of the shareigashiras? An employee atKanagawa Bank or Watanabe trucking? Even possibly Suki Kobayashi? Or wasit someone else? Hiromi didn't consider it impossible that Chrysanthemumwas Charles McBride. For whoever it was, they knew a lot of inside dopeon Hiromi and the Watanabes.After lunch was over, Goro called the meeting back to order. It was timeto discuss the nuts of bolts of running a Yakuza family. Here Hiromi gotnot just inside. I wanted to talk about his date with Megan before we got in bed. The predicament that he landed in with the gas running out on him was hilarious. And by the time he told me about the sex, I was sitting on the floor of the shower laughing so hard I had tears running down my cheeks.I suppose you'd expect me to be mad as all get out at him for letting Megan get away with her attack, but when I'd decided to finish up the contest, I'd accepted that fact that sex would most likely take place and it.