I told her the truth, that I was getting overstimulated watching them, and that I couldn’t help looking down her bikini top. She told me that she k...ew I was a virgin, and that she thought I was probably too embarrassed to talk about it. I told her that she was right, and that I wished I was more experienced. She said that she had always liked me, and that Tony wouldn’t mind if she spent some time with me. I told her that I wouldn’t mind either. She went over to my bedroom door and locked it. As there was only so much I could say about music and teaching without exposing my ignorance, for this to get anywhere -- just pretend, of course, but pretending is more fun if you think of it as real -- I’d need to get more personal.It was so fun making Patty more than a math teacher and uke strummer. Patty, like me, liked to cycle, as I knew Mr. Rampton biked to school. “The Smithsonian should buy my bug to display under the Wright Brothers’ plane,” I suggested. Patty was Catholic, as I’d see. All I could see of her was one arm, and only part of that, but I reached up and touched it. “Best birthday ever.” Her voice was very soft as she answered. “Mmm. You enjoyed it?” “Boy howdy! I can’t even begin to tell you how much – you’re going to have a tough time topping it next year. I may even be recovered by then.” “You expect me to top it next year?” “Of course; that’s how it works.” She scooted over so that her face was at the edge of the cushion, her long hair cascading around her face. " His father spoke calmly enough that some of the tension easedout of James. This enabled him get over to the bed and sit down asCharles left the room. James could hear the door of his parents' roomquietly close.Oh no, thought James. He's really mad. James knew that his fatheralmost never raised his voice when he got angry. In fact, his fatherwas known in the courtroom for his ability to control his emotions andbe a calm, quiet presence in the middle of volatile situations; themore tense the.