. just that I wanted her to be safe. Andso I didn't know what happened to him ... only that he disappeared. Notin a flash of white light (or anythin... as theatrical as he would'vewanted) ... just that he was there one picosecond and gone the next.(Not that I can see on the scale of picoseconds any more, mind you.)And with his disappearance the diner's noise resumed as if nothing hadhappened. I stood there for a second or two, dazed. "Hey!" I heard avoice distantly. "HEY!"A voice came up to. It was a window to the world. Pam continued to walk in and pulled out the chair as she sat in front of the computer screen. Of course, the camera was on top. Steve stood aside, still acting somewhat shy. He was reserved and nervous. Pam held up her hand, “it’s okay, sweetie. Come to mommy.” The smile on her face made him realize that she chose that word for comedic effect at the time. It worked. He smiled as he moved towards her. She grabbed his hand and directed him to stand behind her. He. She had a subdued, resigned, almost docilelook. Earlier she’d stood proudly, head held high, now herhead was bowed. Truly submissive. She stepped out ofher heels. Barefoot in hose on the cold cement floor.Then she reached up under her red dress and peeled off herpantyhose. Her tiny bare feet now rested flat on thechilly floor. I undid my white blouse. Let it fall to the floor.Now I stood there in my black bra and denim skirt.Undid the skirt, and let it fall. Stepped. They played this game a few times off and on for a year or two. Another time, Sue told me about when she was about 12 (and she did know what wanking was) and her older cousin, Barry, was a year older. On a hot summers day, in the school holidays, they went out to explore the side roads and fields, with the younger cousin, Terry who was a year younger than Sue, and took a picnic, some sandwiches and a bottle of pop with them. Living in a country village they had a good walk, laughing and joking.