" All right, but look at it another way. Most engaged couples live away from each other and seldom if ever get the chance to sleep together. Why shoul... we be different just because we live in the same building? Why should we impose on your parents? Dad very sensibly realised that once we're married we would want to be on our own and gave us that chance. I know jolly well too that, much as they love us, they wouldn't want us constantly in their house. Don't you think that your parents have the. “There’s the firm’s Christmas dinner party tomorrow night. I’d forgotten with all the excitement of you arriving.”“It was exciting?”“Of course, you are a very exciting woman,” I said with arched eyebrows.“Go on!” she laughed.“Well, you have lovely brown hair, and a very pretty face.”“Thank you, but I meant about the dinner party.”“Oh, yes. I’d be honoured if you would to go with me?”“I thought you would never ask. Yes, please. I would love to go with you.”She gave another delicious smile. She. We would have a good soak in the hot water, and continued our conversations. Sooner than later we would touch each other in one form or another. We continued with this for about a year or more. Chuck was a lot more experienced than I. Looking back I was extremely curious, but cautious, and hesitant too. So we kept it to just touching for a long time. On day we decided to go pick blackberries near his house in the south hills. There was a large parcel of land a couple of blocks away. . Speaking of sports, did I mention I can suck a golf ball through a hose?" "Wow, I'm getting waterlogged," Crusher complained after they tried a half dozen more aqua maneuvers, including beach ball booty, which gave a whole new meaning to having a ball. "Let's go back up to my suite and try the bed."When they got back to the suite Scarlet produced a contract. "Sign this, and then we can do some more bone dancing. You do agree to play for the Red Sox, right?" Well . . . uh . . . uh . . ."Scarlet.