" Gunga Din," I said, finishing the quote. Her dad raised his eyebrows. "Mom and Dad are into old movies. I was raised on a diet of Cary Grant, with a...little John Wayne and the Marx Brothers thrown in." That explains a lot."Upstairs, I closed the door and pulled Robbie into a long kiss."Somebody's been practicing," Robbie said when she pulled away."An hour a day with my forearm." I lifted my arm in front of my face and kissed it for several seconds. "And the vacuum cleaner hose."Robbie laughed. Then she wrapped her arms around me and started laughing and crying again. “I can’t believe you just said that. What were you thinking Duncan?” I looked at her and started chuckling.“I don’t know, it just seemed the right thing to say I guess. But what’s wrong with my idea anyhow? After all I couldn’t be as bad as the jerk that just left.” She let me go and held my face in her hands and kissed me. I looked into her eyes and saw something that I hadn’t seen the night before. “So what’s your name. Pient? tule t?nne liikett? tehden kutittelineturauhasta keskisormellani blondin kiihotustilan kasvaessa niin ett? h?nanoi minua panemaan peppuun ja pikaisesti. Sormeilin tiukkaa aukkoahetken, naisen voihkiessa ??nekk??sti. Totesin paikat todella hyvinvoidelluiksi ja riitt?v?n rentoutuneiksi ty?nt??kseni reik??n jotainv?h?n isompaa kuin sormi. Sormen vet?ytyess? aukosta sulkijalihassupisteli hieman.Tarrasin bimboa pakaroiden sivuista ja lanteitani liikuttaen levitinliukasteita koko pituuteeni,. For a second load that was pretty darn good." Is that any way to talk about a friend of yours?", I said mockingly."And why do you think she's my friend?", she said raising her eyebrows. With that she left the room, leaving me to ponder over what she meant by that last remark and knowing full well that, once again, my chances of ever finding out were slim to none.For the next few days I looked for Lisa, hoping she would put in an appearance and invite me to her house again. No such luck. Then.