"Yes, I did know, but it is fucking sad of you to say so." His voice was soft and the reproach seemed lost on Tyler and Evan. Zoë's sluttish friend h... might be, had been he hoped, but in this he had been good. They had never quite been trophies to hang on a wall and boast about. School was too harsh a place to carry that around.Greg did not want to be angry with Tyler or Evan. They were okay. He figured they would go on until they were burned by one of their targets or someone outed them. Evan. The assurance of nothing more than a bed to lie on that night, calmed my agonies; and being asham'd to acquaint the mistress of the inn that I had no friends to apply to in town, I proposed to myself to proceed, the very next morning, to an intelligence-office, to which I was furnish'd with written directions, on the back of a ballad of Esther's giving me. There I counted on getting information of any place that such a country-girl as I might be fit for, and where I could get into any sort of. . . you’re just awful . . . you get me so flustered I just don’t know what to do!”She flipped her long blonde hair back with her fingertips and glared at Jerry but thecorners of her mouth started to turn up in a flattered grin. “Didn’t you have enough ofthat before dinner?” she pouted. “Sometimes I feel like I’m living with a genuine sexmaniac with all the pinching and touching that goes on around here.”“Oh, but you love it, don’t you?” Jerry grinned, pulling her onto his lap. “Come on . . .you. I had lived in this town all of my life and thought I knew itwell but it all seemed so different walking next to Rob. The warmhappy feeling that I had in the car stayed with me as Rob and I walkedand talked. I felt so good that Rob had my hand in his before Irealized it! I looked down at our intertwined fingers then looked athim and smiled. He'd never have held my hand if he had any suspicionsthat I was a boy. He was completely certain that I was a pretty,intelligent young woman and I.