But how far away it all seems now, not just in space butalso in time.My thoughts turned again, as they did occasionally to speculate on thefate of the...girl who had been lying on the grass next to me in thatfield near Milton Keynes, all those many months ago. Her name at thetime had been Miss Elizabeth Anna Bentley of Park Lane in London, and Iremember looking at her as I lay semi-drugged, thinking she was one ofthe most beautiful women I had ever seen in my life. She had looked sodefenceless,. “It just sounds better than ‘Deb’ or ‘Debbie’.”“What about Krissy?” I asked.She smiled, “In athletics, that works better than Kristiana, which is my given name.”“Norwegian heritage?” I asked.“Blonde hair and blue eyes gave it away?”“Partly. Having lived in Sweden, it just felt Norwegian. And I also remember that Oslo, the capital of Norway, was named Kristiania from 1877 to 1925, after King Christian IV.”“OK, that’s just creepy how you can pull that information out of thin air.”“He does that. We broke the kiss and she asked me if I wanted my back rub. I nodded and pulled my shirt off. "Wait," she said. "Why don't you go get into your robe first." I said okay to that. I was tired of wearing my pants anyway.When I returned to the living room, she was gone. Candy came down wrapped in a towel, all damp and steamy from her bath. "Mandy said to send you up in about five minutes," she said. "She said she is going to rub your... uh... back." Her eyes were shining with a nasty light. "I. .. Tommy's palms were sweating as August opened her front door."Hi Tommy," she said."Hi August, I'm really sorry about yesterday, and want to show you how much I love you." Heart pounding, breath coming faster... "How about we go to the movies, and grab a bite to eat?" I'd love to, but my brother is coming home tonight from college, and dad said I had to stick around the house, and make it a family night." Well, why did you call me over then?" Tommy let a little exasperation creep into his.