Brett swore he wouldnt. The week whizzed by. Id cut Laurie dead. Wouldnt involve the police, too embarrassing for all concerned and I was no saint whe... it came to under-age cunt. But my own son, that was a different matter. That was the ultimate betrayal by my best mate. Brett had gone away to his cottage at the beach. It was in secluded bushland and was mainly used by Jed and his surfer mates but Brett took Justin and the family. Brett said Jed would teach him to surf. Thought the fresh air. Just as she would have with Michael or Matthew, she invited him into her space by asking for clarification on a smudged document. In an instant he was by her side peering over her shoulder. His warm breath had caressed her cheek as she inhaled the distinct scent of his cologne, still lingering after a hard day’s work. She had felt her heart begin to beat unnaturally at his closeness. Maxwell had felt the tremor that ran through her body. He was not unaffected by the closeness as his cheek. Little Red-Cap, however, had been running about picking flowers, until she found a beautiful little spot in the dappled shade next to a tinkling stream. Realising how far she had walked, she sat down on the moss for a rest. The moss was so comfortable that she could not resist the temptation to lie back on it, and she was soon daydreaming. Her thoughts wandered around to the boy she currently fancied, three years older than her but who had shown some interest in her. She imagined them kissing,. It gives you a little company while eating. It’s very popular,” Susan said.“That would be fine,” Dexter said.He always felt like a loser when seated alone in a restaurant. He also knew that it would allow the restaurant to get more customers through the place, in less time.The hostess fiddled with her little handheld computer for a second and then said, “If you’ll come with me, I’ll take you to your table.”“Okay,” Dexter said.While leading him into the restaurant, Susan said, “Your waiter today.