’ ‘Firstly he is not my boyfriend and second he is a violent criminal. How could I leave my son with him?’ ‘You got to be kidding me. You been...on the job almost four years and he’s the only guy you’ve ever been out with. Last five weeks you been seen with him at least a dozen times. I hear he’s been to your house. People say he’s crazy about you and your kid. If you’re not his girl what’s going on?’ Jim said. It was true enough. Dennis was like catnip to her. Try as she might she could not. We don’t go back for another three months. Please let us stay with you, we’ll be very good.’ She gave me another sexy flutter of her eyes, pleading really. ‘If we misbehave you can spank us and send us to bed!’ Zoe offered casually. ‘Spank you! You mean as in over my knee? Why would I do that?’ I spluttered, maybe I had heard wrong with the loud music but I was intrigued. ‘Because we like it,’ Chrissie added, watching my incredulous expression, a mischievous look crossing her face. ‘You will. "I'll follow your lead."Sam gave Gina's hand a squeeze. "It'll be fine," he said, once again feeling a sensation of inner confidence. "Trust me."Roberto diCosta was in his fifties, but he remained very fit. He was a big man with graying hair and a booming voice. He kissed his daughter vigorously on the cheek, wrung Sam's hand and clapped him on the shoulder with enough force to knock down an ox. Since this was his usual greeting, Sam took no notice of it, other than to discreetly rub his. We could walk around a cool area like beach or city or whatever.Then do something casual for food, like fish and chips on a wharf or I dunno, whatever people in Melbourne do.Then go out for drinks, maybe hop between bars until we found something with a nice vibe.Drink and chat more, then go find somewhere for a dance.So far so good?Her:Mmm so far so good. I'm from the country so I don't visit the inner city oftenMe:Exactly, so it's different for both of us! Otherwise, either one of us would be.