OK, call me slow, but it took me awhile to realize that. Unfortunately, my new best friend's sister was already going steady with my new second-best f...iend, so she was out.Then I went to a party at the Martínez Villalobo house. Yeah, double last names, how weird is that. First one's the father's family name, second one is the mother's family name. Strange, and complicated, but you get a lot of information right off the bat. All new to me, obviously, but the town wasn't all that big, which meant. I was in heaven.The next evening, right after dinner was completed, I worked up the nerve to call her. It was about seven.Long story short, we talked until almost ten.It was a magical, delightful, intimate conversation that taught us about one another and left me panting for more.Finally, I said, "I'd like to cook dinner for you sometime. Are you free next Saturday?"There was a pause; then, "I'm sorry, there must be static. Did you say, 'cook'?"I chuckled. "I did indeed."She laughed. "I can't. I offered him a soft drink, and as I walked across the room Isaw his eyes following me the whole time, especially when I bent down toget the drinks. Mrs. Duncan cast a glance my way and I saw her eyes gowide, so I'm pretty sure she figured it out, or mom told her. Eitherway, I was sure that she now knew, and all I could hope for was that shewould keep her mouth shut. The skirt was at mid thigh on me, whichrevealed a lot of leg, and maybe my panties when I bent down. I thinkthat's why Greg was. It's just that. I am back home and I want to make amends," she said settling down for the drive. "Look there are many people. That don't like what I did. It had to be done. Cole was getting soft. Many people knew it, including your father. They felt bad for Cole, he is a nice guy, I get it. I did what was right for this town, and I am not gonna apologize or feel bad for it. So if that's what you want. I might as well turn around right now," he said as he brought the truck to a stop. He looked.