Still, ittroubled him that Deb was acting the peacemaker - more like a Mom endinga squabble between two sisters than his wife. "C'mon Dad," said Jen. ...You heard what Mom said!" She was really havingsome fun with this. "Go change." "But Mom... I mean DEB... said you have to give me something of yours fortonight." "OK, let's go together," Jen said, taking Rob's hand and practicallydragging him into her bedroom."OK, take it off," she demanded. Rob looked sheepish, and started toprotest. "Umm,. “Why didn’t you fill in the name of your high school coach and details of your high school track experience?”“I didn’t run track in high school.”He was visibly taken aback.“You know that this is the tryout for the varsity track team, don’t you?”“Yes,” I said. “For walk-ons. I know the girls getting track scholarships have already been selected.”“What events are you trying out for?”“Distance running,” I said. “The longer the better.”“We’ll have a 10k trial today,” he said. “Line up when that. It felt really good – fine, and he kisses me on my mouth, just like they were doing while we watch them."Harold got him a good tongue. It did the good work, and pretty soon he got my dress all the way off, and as it fall to the floor, I couldn't stop thinking, 'What are you DOING, Girl? Your Daddy gonna take a belt and beat you to the moon if he catches what's going on up here, ' but before I think to tell him to stop, he put his thing right in mine, and we're suddenly doing the same thing. I just stood there waiting as he put off our business until he got the word that it was safe. I almost told him I’d probably better come back another time. The clock still ticked, I wanted to be out of here, still had to walk back to my car, find my way back to the highway…the bulge in his loose cotton pants beckoned me, an incentive to stay calm and be patient.The liberating message arrived. He visibly relaxed. I was glad he was at least as nervous as me. Good thing he didn’t need any.