He lurched forward to openthe back door until the driver called out to him."I'm waiting on a Todd, sorry," the man said."I am Todd," Todd replied. Hi... voice cracked and dropped. Thecheerful sweet notes were replaced by a sultry, husky voice."You're Todd?" the driver asked."Yes," Todd told him while opening the door."Um. Um, what's, um, the address?" 736 E. Holland," Todd replied while buckling his seatbelt."Ah, okay, uh, sorry," the driver said. He eased out of the parkinglot and Todd. "The perfect picture of a lady of leisure taking pleasure in an outing on a sunny day," he said to her."And you are the old-fashioned gentleman companion indulging her pleasure," she replied."I would certainly like to provide you with as much pleasure as I can."She decided not to answer that one. It could lead to too much, for all the carefully innocent wording. She studied the half-visible fish that swam by the boat, and hoped the blush she felt did not show.When they were a little past the. "Like the fool I was, I looked down, finding that everyone could see my white with red hearts jockey shorts through my open blue jeans shorts."Oh, is that all," I said, deciding I couldn't let them get under my skin. "I thought it was something really bad. Like I had a booger hanging on my lip or something."I didn't get as many laughs as I had hoped, so I dropped trying to joke around and went for the big balls approach. I just shrugged my shoulder and picked a table facing theirs, yet not too. "What's your reward, then?" asked the cook, wiping her hands on her apron."Get it in heaven," I said with a smile.She laughed.The man's daughters were flying high in what passed for Tory society, having a wonderful time and certainly did not need any of my attention. Both their maids had beaus who visited them regularly and had them grunting like pigs. I went for a week without any female company and was wondering whether Madam Von R-- had played a rather mean joke on me, when her niece.