“Hi Adam.” She gave me a knowing smile that made me blush. “Hi.” I stared down at my feet. We went in and sat on the couch. It was big and dee... and very nice. The room was dark except for lit candles around the place. Lyla and my mom drank some wine and caught up a bit. Then their conversation turned to me. “So Adam, are you nervous at all?” Lyla asked me. I nodded. “What exactly are you nervous about? Being naked in front of a girl?”“No, that’s not a problem… I’m nervous about not lasting long. Jane was also sure she knew what Charlie looked like. She viewed his profile picture every time she visited Facebook where the privilege of bona fide friendship allowed her to browse through his photos and, indeed, those of his several hundred other Facebook friends. Charlie was a man (of this Jane was sure) about the same age as her with much the same interests, political and religious views, and taste in music and films. He was most often photographed alone or with his dog, Chester, but there. Then when I climaxed, you joined me with another of your own, which made me feel... I don't know, special, I guess."He drained the mug of root beer. "Now comes the tough part. My fourth mistake was a doozy. I blamed you for Claudia's distraught condition. My fifth mistake - believing Claudia when she accused you of having sex with Barbie - relates to the fourth, so I'll discuss both at the same time. What I have to say is neither an excuse nor an attempt on my part to get you to change your. I was cold, wet and miserable. The sooner the garage fixed the damn car, the better!I knew I should have gone to the main dealer rather than that dodgy back street outfit when I took it in—but like I could afford main dealer prices. Still, they would have got hold of that elusive flexi-hose easier and fitted it days ago. But the car was a clapped out piece of junk, it wasn’t worth the extra money, even if I could afford it. Jim’s Autos, on the other hand, were cheap. And Jim was a decent enough.