..kinda...sorta. I guess." Com'on, Erik, be honest! I'm trying to help you out! You gotta befrank if you want me to help you!"Lisa's lip fluttered in ...nner conflict. "I--I--like Jack a lot, Jack, but--he's my--my best pal. I--he can't be more than that, he mustn't ...why are you asking this, Jack? It hurts!" Ollie Tyler had a crush on me. I didn't mind because he was prettyand we were just kids so it was nothing really serious until I startedlearning what sissy was.... The other Jack wouldn't. We began to drink and do a little bar hopping. At about midnight, Rhonda whispered to me that she wanted to take the next step. However, not now, but in the lake where we started this escapade. We agreed on Monday, same time and same place. Monday arrived and I was at our spot early. Every thing was the same and Rhonda showed up wearing her beach jacket with her floppy hat and sandwiches. We ate lunch and Rhonda removed her beach jacket. She had on a leopard print micro bikini that left nothing. “So, uh, back to Jennifer’s suggestion,” Lynette interjected to get us back on track. “We’ll probably need to record all the wind and brass instruments for these songs, other than what Jennifer wants to play live with her sax.”“That shouldn’t be a problem. I can handle the trumpet,” Paul said.“I’ve got the trombone,” I added.“I can help Jenn with the wind instruments, if we need to add a soprano sax or clarinet sound,” Sammy said.“I think we’ve got those things covered then because I’ll add any. I followed her and we just placed the bags on the kitchen table and left them there. Melissa filled the kettle, replaced it on the stand and switched it on. She lifted two mugs from mug-tree on the kitchen sink, gave them a quick swill and filled them with coffee.“Milk and sugar?”I nodded.We waited for the water to boil, avoiding conversation and suspended in that awkward silence that weighed heavily on us.“So how are you keeping?” I blurted out.“Good,” she replied, nodding. I detected that she.