Asking me? You planned this all along right? I replied if I hadn’t would you be here tonight.Saying that I softly pulled her to me, with a look in h...r eyes which was asking me what I had in mind, I was just gonna show her that, I asked her going down on my knee ” can I give my date the best time she deserves and she wants?”She didn’t say anything as she was contemplating things, but somehow she managed a yes via a nod. I smiled and bought her close and hugged her. She hugged me with all her. Alternately she could have them.The pause continues and Lou looks from face to face. They are studying her closely, watching for a sign, a nod, any indication of submission. But she can't. There are too many. How many? Six here. The same over there. Perhaps five or six again at the front. Would they all want her. Of course they would. They're men aren't they. Could she do it?No. For fucks' sake. Lou thinks she is a slut just for even considering it. But what a fantasy situation. A girl doesn't. Everybody wanted their slice of the pie.Anyway, Beca got in Joan’s Miata. Desi, Brittany, and I loaded into Rachel’s Yaris and we headed up to North Side High School for the Girls’ Volleyball Sectionals. I couldn’t believe Livy had to take that test and then get on a bus to go play volleyball. You’d think the schools would coordinate these things better. All the teams looked tired when they took the court. It showed when our team only managed to take one game of their first match. They were. ..” She stopped in mid-sentence. “Mon Dieu! I forgot, you are not wearing any night attire.”She went to the wardrobe, and rummaged about before withdrawing holding a thick, dark blue robe.“This was my husband’s robe de chambre; you are near enough to his stature and build. Please, put it on, then come and eat.”The robe was a fair fit, and smelled of tobacco and mothballs. I sat at the table and gorged on bacon and omelettes. Annette regarded me with the same indulgent look she had employed.