”She was not a stupid woman, and I’m sure she noticed me looking at Becky, Liz looking at me, and Becky turning to her mother before the three of ...s returned our gaze to Daffy.Becky was somewhat flushed. “I, er, was trying to sing,” she said.Daffy arched her eyebrows. “Really, dear? It didn’t sound like you were singing – more of a groan, or something like.”Becky moued. “Sorry. It’s why they won’t let me join the school choir. Can’t hit the right notes.”“Oh, I understand. Sara once or twice. “Can we eat it at Idle Park at noon?” The birthday girl’s choice was approved.We arrived first, hiding a bag with silly hats more suitable an eighth birthday party. (Contents to be discarded if they brought something like that.) Becky and Jill arrived in Jill’s mom’s car. But no mom. Jill had her license! I was so happy for her. We carried the cake and ice cream to our table. Jill put 18 candles on the cake and tried to light them. The steady warm breeze off the ocean prevented the candles from. She didn't have a warm coat, so I slipped my heavy jacket over her shoulders and she grasped the lapels to snug it around her.I could take the cold for the few blocks to my apartment.The walk seemed to take no time at all despite the driving snow as Amanda kept up a stream of cheery chatter.When we reached my apartment building, I held the door for her and bowed her inside.We went up the narrow stairs to my floor, then down the hallway to my apartment.Once inside she looked around approvingly.I. To reassure me, so I can know I'm looking my best. So I can do my bestwith perfect confidence."Her nipples were still engorged, poking through the thin silk of herrobe, within easy reach. Any other time I'd have reached for them,touched them. But now I felt that somehow they were out of bounds. Ilooked at them and listened to her."At first, the less you know about my schedule or my work the easierit'll be for you. Afterward if you want to help me they'll let you.They'll encourage you to.