I kept on talking to my friends, not paying much attention to Theresa. The girls toon got bored with our goofy guy talk and decided to leave. As they ...eft, we said goodnight to them and Theresa touched my shoulder as she left. I caught her looking back at me and I held my beer up in recognition. We returned to the condo an hour later. As I was waiting to shower, I was reminded once again by my friend's girlfriend to stop flirting with Theresa. This ticked me off and I told her I wasn't doing. Please tell me. I won't be angry." Ow you're hurting."Angela released Jenny like a hot branding iron then Jenny turned tome."Is it OK? Will Skipper be OK?" Skipper will be fine," I replied as my heart thundered with dread."He won't have to go away will he?" I don't think so but you'd better tell your mummy."Jenny leant over the back of the seat then hugged me as she turnedto Angela and tapped my head as she spoke."Skipper's in here. Skipper's always been here, inside Aunty Bev'shead. Skipper's. That wouldn't be a bad thing in any sense of the word."Well I'll be damned," she said."Mavis!" chided Sally."You'd do it too, wouldn't you?" said Meg. "Admit it ... you'd marry him too!"Mavis shook her head. "I guess I would at that," she said. "Listen to me! An old woman like me, saying she'd marry a boy like that. I must be crazy." Did you feel like an old woman last night?" asked Meg slyly. "Or this morning either?"Mavis didn't answer. She threw up her hands. Then she laughed. "I almost. Or maybe it was how you grabbed hold of me as though you would never let anything happen to me on the roller-coaster. And then, it could’ve been the night you allowed me to have sex with you completely and when you told me you hadn’t been with others believing it was what I wanted of you. ‘No, it was when I saw you cry for the first time. You didn’t understand it and looked embarrassed. I think I knew you were humbled by the experience, needing reassurance in your confused emotional state.’ Her.