With this pause, her body relaxed, but her delicate hand remained. A co-worker popped his head in my office. We exchanged pleasantries for a few minut...s. Her hand fell away. Even before the interloper left I began once again the delicious climb of the stairs to heaven. This time I encountered no resistance. When I neared the summit of my climb, I slowed to "smell the flowers along the way" and I would have given anything to smell the wondrous aroma that surely must be radiating from the grotto. "You should listen to him Evelyn. A mother will do anything to protect her young, and my children are everything to me." Then you should have thought of that." She turned to her husband. "I'll deal with you later." Turning back to Alison she added. "And it is only your word against ours."This time Alison Jones's laugh was whole-hearted. "Oh Evelyn, Evelyn. You misjudge me if you think I would make such a threat without something to back it up." She turned to Donald Cresswell. "I really am sorry. Our chats had gone beyond normal.I started sharing my personal life with him. So one day, my son and my husband were out of town, and my daughter was at our neighbor’s house. I went to see if she was there. I saw that no one was home except Kashif.Later he told me that she and Tarun had gone to a movie. I was sitting in Kashif’s room, and that’s when he started flirting with me. I won’t deny that I was turned on by his flirting.He started touching my thighs. He was trying to get cozy with me.. " Are you haka? A kahuna?"Henry laughed. "Neither, I'm afraid. I just listen and think." Oh, look! There's my dad!" I stood and waved. He waved back and turned and spoke to the man he was with. They walked over."Hi! Dad, this is Henry Unpronounceable." I'm glad to meet you. Sarah has told us about you. And this is Gerry Cassis, he's an entomologist here. Gerry, my son Patrick and Henry."They sat down with us. "What sort of arthropods?" I asked."Largely heteroptera. What you'd call true bugs..