I was not able to concentrate on my work at the office. About ten o'clock the phone rang."John. It's Cassie." Yes." There was a short pause on the oth...r end."I am going to go down to my mother's for a few days. Is that all right with you?" How long is a 'few days'?" About a week. Is that OK?" Sure. Give me a call when you are ready to come home." Okay. Thanks." There was another short pause."John, I love you."I didn't answer. I quietly hung up the phone, sat in my private office, and softly. Half listening I watched a small lizard zip by. She stopped talking, looked over and saw she was crying. “Relax Kim, there is no one around and I'm your friend.” That's when she blurted out “I really like you.” A million things rushed into my mind, and I heard myself talking. “Like me enough to follow me into the pool?” Shaking I took a chance and ran my foot up her leg. Kim was one of my few friends, and I did not want to loose her. She reached over and held my hand. “Yea, yea I'd really like. “I’m tagged after a Foreign Tree?”“Looks like,” Jenny said.I was still rubbing my sore jaw ... I might even be nursing a grudge. “Son of a gun, you struck a mighty blow...” or something along that line. I was fairly frazzled. The past month had been difficult, to say the least.Myndee said, “Sorry Boss. Yer ankle biter is washed, nappie changed, dirty in the bin in the dunny. She’s sucking the dummy, fresh jumper. Me kit is in the boot. Kip in the ankle biters room? Soon as I freshen, I’ll. I could tell by the look on his face that my torment was far fromover. ?Please it wasn?t my fault?, I sobbed noteven knowing why I was trying to explain things to him. I instinctively triedto rub the sticky mess from my face and my chest and found myself rubbing myhands over my boobs to get the wetness off my hands. I could feel my nipples stickingout through my flimsy top and wondered just how obscene I must look. He was younger than I first thought maybearound 19 and hardly a Brad Pitt.