I shall, I am delighted to say, never forget the expression on his face: it was a combination of astonishment and desire, overlaid by a consuming jeal...usy. Even Sue noticed something was amiss."Are you all right, dear?" I'm fine," answered George hoarsely. "Just a bit of overindulgence in Wendy's delicious cooking."He took little part in the ensuing general conversation. Even when Sue started to brag about his wonderful new job he could not bring himself to join in. Instead he kept looking at. "You're my best friend, too. You're the only one I can talk to about anything, anything at all." Sammy?" Yes?" Would you kiss me?"I was torn. Best friends don't kiss, do they? She was watching me, waiting for my answer. "Marcie, I'm having enough trouble keeping my weenie from ... you know ... getting..." It's getting big!" she exclaimed."Don't look at it. You'll encourage it." Are you saying it's getting big because of me? Does it think I'm sexy?" Yes, it thinks you're sexy. You know you. " Well, those names are OK for young children, but WE will change them when the boys get older." At that point, Orda and Junga kissed me, and I forgot what we had been talking about.The cart was quite large and had four wheels spaced widely apart, so the cart was very stable and had a great deal of room inside. It was so large that it was difficult for four horses to pull it up much of a hill; therefore, we were restricted in the roads we could use. Nevertheless, that was not a problem for what. We had splashed, we had changed and we had eaten. The boys wanted to spend some time in the arcade, so once again we told them to stay together and that we would come find them in about an hour. We wandered around the deck, watching the boats around us as we left the port farther and farther behind us. After a while we found an area of the deck that had a protrusion around a knee high box of some deck fittings or something. There was just room for the two of us to stand behind it. You.