As he left, his eyes were on Belinda.I don’t guess I could blame him. My eyes were on her as were those of every male in the restaurant. I even noti...ed a few looks from women.Our meals were delicious and we shared bites to give the other a taste of the different entrees. We had a delightful time and the only problem occurred when the check came. I took it and got my credit card out to pay. Belinda said, “Steve, I invited you. I should pay.”“Belinda, I had never considered you paying. This is a. He had no idea how much, or how little, Carla had told her daughter about with regards to sex. Obviously she knew something, though he was pretty sure what little she did know about, she'd discovered on her own. Carla would have preferred keeping Becky in the dark as opposed to peaking her curiosity. Obviously, that was already happening. And it meant, that like it or not, William was eventually going to have to sit down and discuss it with her. But not until he was ready to no doubt answer a. "It was true, all through school he had protected her from all the bullies and everybody knew not to mess with her."So who did it?" he demanded."I only know one name," she said wiping away the last of her tears, she knew her big brother would ride to her rescue. "He's name is Mike Truman, he's the one who showed me the pictures; oh and he said there was a video too." Right sis, leave this to me, ok," he said. "Let me have a big think first ok?" Sure brother," she smiled through her tears. "But how did it happen that first time, Mom?" she pressed on, eager for all the details so she could compare them to her own experience."Well, for a couple of months before we actually did anything, I noticed that Eileen was inviting me over more and more often during the day when both our husbands were at work and all the kids at school." At first I took it as just friendly neighborliness. We'd drink coffee and talk, or watch the soaps together in the afternoon." Eileen always seemed to be.