" I looked past Farris to where Gene was standing there, looking everywhere but at us, and was instantly mortified. "I'll be ... fine..." I put my foo... down and let go of him."Just hold my hand," Farris murmured. "We'll work on the other stuff. I'm sorry I scared you; it's just ... I've been waiting a long time to be able to give..." I wanted to cry; I'd known all along that Farris wasn't ever in a relationship, but it hadn't occurred to me that he was as needy as I was! I'd acted like I was. "No," Annie sighed. "Almost wish he had, he'd have been a wonderful teacher, I think." Haven't had much luck with sex, have you sis?" I asked."No Ben, it's nice, but I've always had the feeling I was missing out ... which brings me to the other point I wanted to talk about with you," Annie sighed miserably."Go on, dear one," I said."I told a little white lie about Ron being away this weekend," Annie said, making my heart nearly stop in shock."Er..." I began."Relax, he won't be back ... ever,". Jenny opened her purse. She reached in and pulled out the top garment; her black lace panties and set them on the glass table between them. Conrad looked down at them and back up to her and the purse. Jenny looked over at her husband for a second after she pulled out her black lace bra. Her fingers trembled as she laid them on top of her panties."I did everything you asked of me." She said; her lip trembling and her head turned to him and pleading with her eye contact for a reprieve in her. She didn't need suggestive clothes to make her statement for her. She could do things with a simple, neat, conservative gown that someone like Madonna couldn't manage in all the lingerie in the Frederick's catalogue. At the last Grammy awards, where she'd picked up three, she'd appeared among all the designer dresses and bare skin wearing a demure cocktail dress that she told the press that she'd gotten "off the rack at Penneys for $59.95". She had indeed done just that -- Blake had helped her.