”“Good idea, what did you have in mind.” Bill asked.“I want you to find out what films are likely to be opening the same week we will be ready...to reopen.”“That should be simple enough. Why do you need to know anyway” Bill queried.“Because then you have the tough part to complete, I want a celebrity to do the opening, someone who is in one of the film’s opening that week, it doesn’t necessarily have to be one of the main stars, the headline names, but someone the people will recognize as being. She didn’t even have her phone because she hadn’t bought a bag yet to match the red dress. Then, someone was standing in front of her. It was Coach McKinley. He asked her if she’d like to dance. WTF? The guy was at least fifty. He reached out and caught her hand, pulled her up to her feet. Come on, he said, I’m a great dancer. He wasn’t joking. He must have learned to dance during World War II, Caitlyn thought. Foxtrot, quickstep, all that shit. He had his arm around her waist like a gentleman.. He knew her man was out of town and he told us that we should pick her up at her house the first time, then after that we followed her when she took her kids to her babysitter and followed her to the office. She worked on the fake numbers until lunch when we took her to her house and fucked her. Then we took her back to the office. Each time we drove by her babysitters house and made comments about target practice on her kids.”“You threatened her children every day?”“Yeah, but I knew we weren’t. “What’s that Trevor,” Jen smiled as she kissed me again.“Could you just remove your dress and let me see you in your bra and thong?” I asked.“What!” Jen shouted, “No, no way, Trevor, you are not seeing me like that, I couldn’t, I wouldn’t let you see me like that, I just couldn’t!”“But my brother and father are soon going to see you naked,” I pleaded, “Would it hurt for me to see you with your dress off?”“Yes Trevor it would,” Jen shouted, “I’m not taking my dress off in front of you; I could.