” “Don’t you have any understanding friends?” Amy asked.Her question threw me. I hadn’t expected her to have any wiggle room for me mention...ng her daughters. “Well,” I stammered. “I just figured it wasn’t something you’d want me talking about.”“It’s not like they’d know who we are or anything, even if they met us.” Amy said giving me the chance to explore her limits more.“Well, I do have one buddy that would go nuts to meet you and your daughters.” I replied with high hopes.“Is he as much. I want to know how her kisses taste. I have a hunch but... well, never mind. One thing I've discovered over this week is that I really want to kiss her. You've made it clear that she wants it too, so the real challenge is how to do it without Mark finding out and wanting my head on a pole."Suddenly Allison grew one of those ear-to-ear grins. "Oh, I think I can arrange to take Mark out of the picture for long enough to give you two some free time to get better acquainted." You mean you?... And. "Shall we adjourn to the studio?" he asked.They followed upstairs to a modest sized room where an easel stood facing a stool and sofa."Tonight I simply wish to do some sketching. Mioki would you sit on the stool please."She sat rather self consciously while Cathy sat on the sofa off to one side. Mioki was amazed at the speed with which he worked. His hands seemed to fly across the sketch pad. In a matter of moments he had her turn slightly and again the charcoal seemed to have a life of its. . pathetic.”“Also I should give you a heads up on-”“I’m kinda in a hurry, I don’t really have time to chat.”“Umm ... okay. See ya later, I guess,” she walked away.“I got my own problems to sort through at the moment.”Sarah is outside the beauty school chatting with classmates, a motorcycle speeds in to the parking lot, pulling up next to them.“Who’s this psycho bitch,” one girl yelled.“Oh no,” Sarah muttered.A 71 Maverick sedan pulls up not too soon after.“Fuck!”Marie watched her sister pull up.