****It was raining heavily when we left after the lastlecture. I saw Jane approaching as I was getting into myGolf Gti. Recalling my earlier promise I...called out toher.“Can I give you a lift?”She looked surprised, mumbled “no thanks” and walked offin the rain. Very strange.When I got home I found mum and dad browsing holidaybrochures in the lounge. I grabbed a can of coke andjoined them.Unlike most kids, I had an excellent relationship with myparents. Somehow they had. "I see you and otherwomen did not cross yourself, Madame Caradoc." No, Father, I think you know that these ladies, I and my family areHuguenots." You know that the king wishes all French to be Catholics?" He looked atme reproachfully.I shrugged. "I am a loyal subject of King Louis, but I do not share his,or your, Catholic beliefs." Yet you care for these people?"I frowned, but otherwise I tried not to show I was irritated by hiswords. "Father, I am a Huguenot. I am a Christian and it is my. I was surprised to see both the Rochester and the most of the RRT back in the gym. I guessed the weather was too cold for them to go to Washington for R&R or the night life, or else they were afraid they would pay dearly tomorrow.It did not hurt that Shelia Roush was in the gym with her group of fit female boxers. They were gearing up for the next round of pre-Olympics matches. They were fit enough and cool looking enough that when they got all hot and sweaty from sparring and shadow boxing,. ” “Oh, I guess I shouldn't pick on him too much but it is funny. Have you got his little bottle of swimmers?” Brittany tapped the small sample jar she had wedged down into her cleavage. “Right here. Gotta keep them warm you know.” Lisa laughed at where Brittany had stowed the bottle. “I bet it's not the first time he's left a load between your titties.” Brittany blushed but never wanted to let Lisa get the better of her. “It's just a shame that it's in the bottle.” They both were still giggling.