“I haven’t, worse luck.” Somehow it occurred to me that this might make me out to seem as unpopular as I really was, so I added, “There have b...en moments, though…”This wasn’t entirely bravado, although the plural was misleading. There had been a moment in the intervening months. An unsuccessful moment based on Frida, the Bensons’ Swedish au pair, giving no indication that she wanted a repeat, but at least I was officially no longer a virgin.“What about you?” I returned, rather stupidly.“Oh, you. "HeyJackie," Krissy said as Jackie caught up with her. "This practice is gonnabe really long, I heard. And it's supposed to be really hot today" Jackiesaid in a whining voice. They got to cheerleading practice and changed intotheir tight cheerleading uniforms in the locker room. They walked out into the humid air and started with their stretches.Fifteen minutes later, they were doing their routines. Krissy was nowsweating like the rest of the squad as their practice had reached. Shanda said something, but I couldnt make out what. I could hear Shanda talking to someone downstairs, and that someone talking in return. It was very difficult to make out what the discussion was about, but I think I heard a question about a briefcase. Of course, if someone was asking Shanda about a briefcase, the only one I could imagine it was would be mine. It sounded like a woman, so I presumed Shandas mother was asking her about my briefcase. How could Shanda have been so careless?! What. They walk hand in hand around the city taking in all the sites. Showing him around her island reminded her of all she wants to share with him. They head back to the hotel hand in hand so she could touch base at home before they went to dinner. Arriving at the room he slips into the bathroom to change as she calls her little ones. Hanging up they sit across from each other talking about a few things, her writing, the kids as he moves behind her, rubbing her shoulders and back. Trying hard to.