No, not to her, with her! Man, you should see Penny! She sat across the center aisle, and one seat up from me. She was wearing these nice, fairly clos...ly fitting jeans, with contrasting orange-red stitching, and a sleeveless white blouse. It wasn’t see-through at all, but well-tailored, fitting her perfectly, giving me just enough of a hint at her figure to know how sensational she looked, without being too much. She was wearing some semi-dressy sandals, which she kept kicking on-and-off,. ”She grinned. “She is both. I’ve played with her. You’re right. She’s fun. I’m off until after lunch in another twenty minutes.” I nodded.I went to the front area and Cassie took me into an office. ‘Did you talk to Lorrie?”“Yes.”“About me?”“Yes.”“And?”“And she’ll be off in fifteen minutes until after lunch. What about you?”“I can get away. Where do you want to go?”“I’ll pick the two of you up and take you to my place. It’s close.”The three of us got in the Prius and went to my place. We went in. He took a deep breath."I, um, got you these." He gestured at the table. Upon it lay a few boxes- he should have wrapped them, he realized with a pang.The girl, after a pause, lifted the packages without any sign of eagerness- and perhaps a little dread.Renee pulled the top off the first." ... clothes?" She glanced at him, over the box, meeting his eyes. "But- I already have-" None of your own." Sawyer shrugged. An information scan had given him her sizing information. "These will probably fit. I try not to remember our last conversation, but my subconscious throws the words into my head and they spread like a growing cancer. His words hit me all over again, like a slingshot, quick and painful, but he had every right to be angry with me. It was my fault, I broke something of his, that although could be repaired, there would always be the telltale crack making it very fragile, and always afraid of it being broken again. It wasn’t something materialistic, something you could put a.