He’s at work, but I call anyway. “Danny, guess what?” I say, kind of stupidly, I suppose.“Hmm,” he replies. “Got to be important, you woul...n’t call me here otherwise. You made partner?”I giggle. “Not quite yet,” I tell him. “I will, I think, but first— I’m going to be married!”“Huh,” he says placidly. “Anybody I know?”“Danny!”“Well, about damn time, I’d say. I thought I was going to have to have a talk with that boy. Honey, congratulations!” His voice is warm. Then it drops a little; I know. "You in, Laura?" asked Jill with a smile."What?" said Laura, "an inverse popularity contest, and sex with the dog as first prize?! You can't be serious!" Oh, you wouldn't have to have sex with Frodo," said Amy, "just a sexy date. Imagine the last really sexy date you had, but one without intercourse. There's a big difference between the two, don't you think?" Well..." said Laura, blushing, and looking down at the floor."Oh, don't tease her like that, Amy," thought Jill silently, with tender. After letting her out and getting a kiss from her, I continued with my fishing. I still wondered how things were working with Sue Ann. I returned to the cabin just after six having caught two more small fish and one keeper (though I didn't keep it). I got a beer and sat down in the living room while Ruth continued to absorb more sun on the dock.My beer was half finished when Sue Ann drove up and came in the house. Looking at my beer, she said, "That looks good. Do you want another?" Yes," I. She carefully placed her carry bag on top of the toilet tank and climbedup on top of the john. She was balancing precariously and just had timeto take off her high heels before the bikers entered the restroom. Shetried to quieten her breathing as much as possible and not think badthoughts. She imagined the bikers would most likely punch her senselessif they found her; she imagined them kicking her as she lay on the tiledfloor, calling her a homo and a faggot. She tried to clear her head.