I was having a hard time accepting that she was interested in me. You probably noticed that she’s a bit older than me.’ ‘So what?’ my mother s...id, shocking me. ‘If she’s the right one, then it doesn’t matter. Besides, she’s not that much older.’ I looked at Dad and he was smiling that smile he has when mother was stating the obvious. ‘I’m glad you feel that way,’ I told them. ‘It’s a big load off my mind. I wasn’t sure how you’d feel about it.’ ‘I might have been a little more concerned about. You were new in town and didn't know anybody, and he had advertised a spare bedroom at a good price. He seemed like a pretty normal guy from the e-mail conversations we had - you both were the same age (19, like Jess) and had some similar interests (he also liked to work out, he smoked weed, etc). But after you moved in, he started rubbing you the wrong way. He was always walking around in just his boxers, clearly liking to show off his muscular body. He had the personality to match - very. “She has style, class, drive, attitude and a taste for the very best. I would love to be just like her.”My breath audibly caught in my throat. I guess I had always known Joan Collins, with her Old Hollywood sense of style with makeup, hair and clothes, was a supernaturally attractive woman. After watching her again and again in her signature role as the imperious, demanding Alexis, I had come to realize how... compelling she really was. My girlfriend’s fixation on her totally made sense. The. "Let me worry about that, ok sweetie? You just concentrate on being a teenager that doesn't irritate her parents too much. Ok?" That should just about do it.She gave me another 'Amy' look."Strange, how someone who works in a hospital can arrange protection like that," she snapped, and she stomped off.Well! That was fun. Wonder how long she would be mad at me about that?I had trouble sleeping again that night, so I went down to the basement to watch TV again. Maybe the excitement about the.