‘Try and give me a call?’ I asked myself… ‘Try and give me a call?’ Damn, what the hell was last night? That tingling in my stomach seemed t... get worse. On edge the rest of the day at work, I finally headed out a little before four o’clock and headed home. I figured I would fix something to eat and take my time getting ready for my night at the Carousel, but I found myself rushing though dinner, taking a quick shower and ready to leave within an hour. With still nearly three hours before the. .. jerk," Tabby was mumbling into my bare chest, still crying. I stroked her hair, now thoroughly nonplussed. I had no idea what to do with a crying girl, and I guess no man really does, even if he lives to be a hundred.Finally she sniffled and looked up, her face red, those big brown eyes puffy and snot under her nose. "Don't ever do that again, you hear?" Hey, it wasn't my fault," I protested, now feeling a little irritated. "I didn't try to drown on purpose." Yeah but you didn't have to. “I promised Claire nothing would happen between us, and nothing WILL happen between us Charles, OK?” she responded.“Whenever you need a guy to kiss you, text me Sweetie – I’ll always make time for my M.I.L.”“M.I.L?”“Mother in Law - Goodbye, Sarah.”“Bye, Lover – let your mother or I know what’s going on later.”After Sarah left, I knocked on the bathroom door and went inside, seeing Claire still in her robe, listening to music. She saw me and said, “Did Mom try anything while she was here?”“Nah,. I loved that other day when I was have trouble with my locker. You were so sweet and generous.’ We kissed again and he began to run his fingers through my long, brown locks of hair. We were stroking each other’s body, caressing, whispering to one another our passion. Another slow song came on the radio and he asked me if I’d like to dance. I agreed. I quickly adjusted to being in his arms. My arms were around his shoulders and his hands were smoothing the sides of my waist and caressing my.