She poured water into the washbasin and hummed to herself as she undressed. She seemed kind of lost in thought as she bathed herself thoroughly like s...e does. Then she turned to me and said, “God, do I miss her.”She reached for my buckle, “And Rosie ain’t the only thing I miss. Been thinking on this the whole ride back.” She shook her head, “Chet don’t begin...” and didn’t finish the thought.The Reverend Garth Venerable, credit due, knew how to make an entrance. The new church bell in the. To leave the laundry room quickly i would have had to run right up to him and turn left, which would have brought us so close id have had to squeeze past him, so i froze and didn't move. I remember his smile, and his eyes, the way his eyes went from head to toe, the smile that was so extremely suggestive that i instantly knew he was horny, more than horny, he wanted me bad. "Hello Lynlee" he said with that smile on his face. Thats when i also noticed he wasn't red in the face at all, no. I was three days away from turning sixteen, way too young to be thinking about any long term commitments anyway. I liked Shirley, but we were just starting to get to know each other. I was getting all wound up over a situation that shouldn't be that important. It wasn't trivial, but it shouldn't be so critical that it left me too afraid to call my new friend.At seven, I went downstairs for dinner, not having picked up my telephone. I was calmer, but still not ready to talk to Shirley about what. That’s what I’d have done. One-Zero in binary was two in decimal, after all.The ride itself took almost an hour, even though traffic was somewhat light compared to a weekday morning. Dan worked in the data center from 1100 to 2300, Thursday through Sunday, and lived with his wife in Boston proper, so this wasn’t too much of an inconvenience. Plus, he was getting double comp time for the extra hour he was putting in. Apparently, her ride home was going to be someone else. They arrived at the.