“That is, if you care for her,” she whispered.“I really care,” I whispered even more meekly, still avoiding her eyes.“Oh, dear. Oh, well. So...be it. I suspect she is beginning to feel the same way about you. I will try to help. But you really must avoid Mr and Mrs Acres! And you must keep this secret! Anyone finds out, and I mean anyone, and it’s curtains for your chances.” She seemed resigned. “Dismissed.”That gave me plenty to think about through the afternoon. And now there was no Dance Club. I guess they were studying me as I had been them; then they began to get fussy.They started tensing up and their little faces started turning red; I wondered what was going, on then it hit me. They were taking a poop - both of them at the same time."Oh my boys, you are still connected to the same clock," I thought. When the natural color returned to tell me they were done, I changed diapers. Then they wanted milk. The best I could do at the moment was a pacifier for each and called Jenny to. “You’re on your own,” Eve commented. Rosie looped an arm under my arm and smiled. “You know,” Rosie commented, as we headed back through the house for a trek next door, “You’re cute.” I knew it was probably the liquor talking. Rosie accompanied me next door, hanging on to my arm as we traversed the grass in the yard. Stepping into my house, I got a closer look at her. She was drop-dead beautiful, with her curly jet black hair and voluptuous figure. She wore tight cut-off shorts, a tight white. When he got back into town, he bragged about screwing a teenager in Cedar Rapids by the name of Trudy. The news got around, so I decided to come here. I figured I could get lost in a big city like Chicago, and they wouldn't find me." "So, you figured it would be safer here in Chicago?" "Yeah, that's what I thought. Now it depends on you, Mr. Bradley. It depends if you are willing to help me." "So you figured wrong. What did you think I could do?" "Find Tony and make him give back the money.".