This isn't a solo piece for you. The class won't make theconnection!" No!" I exclaimed. "We are NOT singing that song while I am in this class!Did you...even get permission to use it for the performance?" Of course I did," he told me, and I suspected that he was telling me thetruth. Somebody in my office had likely given the okay because they knewthat Sarah was performing with his chorus group later this year. It wouldn'thave been a problem if I was willing to sing the song with the class.But I. Lying in the sand dunes watching the sunset gentlycuddling each other. Very nice. Pleasure of beingoutside, cool breeze, loose shorts, risk of discovery.Neither of us mentions the moment by the side of theroad, but I think it started something.Back in the guest house you excuse yourself to peebefore we go down to dinner and again do it shamelesslywith the door open, talking to me all the while aboutplans for tomorrow.I wondered if you were being suggestive but it wouldhave been the wrong time. I arrived at the park at 8:00. Some of the guys were already warming up. Rob was there, wearing a sweatsuit and a headband. We shot around for a few minutes and then Rob said, "Let's get this show on the road, people. I have to school Alan and then I want beers at Eva's."Rob's team took the ball out. I set up in the key behind Rob. He tried to push me back, but I held my ground and nudged him forward a foot. He grunted."Give me the damn ball." The ball lofted in and Rob grabbed it. He faked to. With a sleight of hand that I did not realise she had, my trousers were undone and they and my boxers were falling to my ankles. With a little nudge, I sat back down and quick as a flash, Nicola was at my feet, taking off the last remnants of my clothing… except my socks.I heard a little snigger beside me and when I looked down, Nicola was looking up at me, grinning.“Well, it doesn’t surprise me. He said we wouldn’t do stuff we were unwilling to do and you know I hate feet. It stands to reason.