Deanna sat back, taking Leslie's face gently between her hands."I'm still in here, no matter what my body looks like," she saidsoftly.**********No tra...el for a while. That meant Don could stay in the localoffice, and spend lots of quality evenings with Leslie. It was clearthat she appreciated his time, but still.Don knew something was wrong. He finally cornered Leslie. "Doyou need to have a girlfriend come over?" he asked bluntly.Leslie looked at him, then started to sob. "Yes. No. I. I can’t keep from looking at his crotch, wondering what he keeps inside those faded blue jeans.I’m still waiting for him to make a move. Still nothin’. I’m starting to wonder if he’s gay or something. Finally I say to him “I am really grateful to you for picking me up.” I set my hand on his leg. “Really grateful.”“Oh yeah? Prove it” he says.That’s all I need. I run my hands over his crotch. Nope, he’s definitely not gay, he’s really hard in there. I unbuckle the seat belt. I strip off my shirt. ” Amanda stepped toward the jacket, but then stopped. “You’re … such a mess … Roy.” That smell again. It was Roy, but it was also something deep and dark and as primitive as a caveman. She was wet again, heaven help her. She pressed her trembling legs together. “I praise … His grace … I need no heaven … but what God … provides. Thank you … Jesus,” she whispered. “What, Mom?” Roy cocked his head at her. “You’re all … sweaty, darling.” Amanda tried to clear her head. The shower yesterday had. ?I forgot,? she stated, a blush traveling across her face.?No big deal, there aren’t that many, I just don’t like when they get all smelly from sitting.??I don’t either, but I really did just forget and by the way, dinner was wonderful. I don’t normally like fish, but it didn’t taste fishy.??Yeah, it’s all in how you fillet ‘em. If you leave even the littlest bit of fat or skin, it makes the whole fillet taste fishy, at least on Walleye.??That’s interesting.??Not really, but it’s one of the.