Her middle finger very slowly teased between the puffy lips of her vagina and Leslie braced herself against the cool tiles as though she was being str...p-searched.“I promise.”“Someone I baby-sit.”Leslie paused to think for a while, distracted by the bar of soap that pushed between her buttocks. “You baby-sit for someone old?” Leslie was fascinated but at the same time she wondered how Jenny could be so much more mature than her. She had a baby-sitting job, she had learned about sex almost a year. " You really think we -- you and I together -- could jeopardize your career that much?" Yes. Yes, I do. And anyway, I don't want to put the pressure on Paul so he'd have to -- to react to our being an item. You really ought to find somebody to date who's not a ballplayer, Maria." Been there. Done that." Even if you've maybe had a couple of unsuccessful relationships with civilians, that doesn't prove anything," I said."I know. But. You remind me of somebody." I remind you? Who?" My Dad. Not my. I've seen him... staring at girls before." Well he just... I don't know... he never has a girlfriend... he's so damn shy... he should be with girls now... all he has is you and me and no dad to help him out." Awww. Mom's concerned about my sex life. "I would talk to him but I don't think he'd like that. Maybe you could get your friends to... no, your friends are too old..." Mom! You want my friends to have sex with him?" No! Of course not!. Unless, do you think they would?" Jeez, Mom, that's. " But they just met!" She was smitten: a published poet, sorrowful, solitary." Did you read him?" No. I just don't know him well enough. And I barely touched him, so there was no real contact. We just shook hands." I don't trust him!" Rachel, Audie's a big girl." Can't you read her?" I guess I could. We certainly have had real contact." Well?" Later, when you're not complicating things by being over-wrought." Am I?" Yes, dear. Three months ago you hadn't met the twins, nor Gordy. We hadn't.