“Sure. What’s up?”“Do you have a copy of the declarations slip?”“Yeah. Right here in my camera bag.”“Along with twenty-eight color glo...sy photos of clouds on the way to England,” Gail laughed from in front.“ ... with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back,” Glenn chimed in.“You can get anything you want,” they sang in unison until Gail shut him up the easy way.“Is there a musical accompaniment to everything? I’m going to have to send you back to London,” Jim said. For a moment Wayne. "It's absolutely beautiful," I said. "A pretty negligee for my pretty little girl. Enjoy it while you sleep tonight." After removing my prom gown and my lingerie, I put on this heavenly garment and a white satin sleep bonnet to protect my hairdo, gave Mom a big hug and climbed between the satin sheets for some very pleasant dreams.Chapter 7 I graduated from high school in the top ten percent of my graduating class. At Mom's request, under my male clothes at graduation, I wore garter belt,. The whooshing noise when the wind blew it hard against the windows and the shushing sound it made when it was a light even spray. I wished I could paint the sound of rain. We were soon trudging over the damp sidewalk on our way to the park. I had on a rain slicker and waterproof boots. I was well prepared. But Marty hadn’t brought anything but what he’d had on last night. The coat was dry enough but his shoes would be soaked before long. I loaned him one of my ratty baseball caps to keep most. I wondered what Charles Boyer would do, in this situation. Or that other guy -- Paul Whatshisface -- the one with the two cigarettes.Marty motioned for me to take a chair at the dining room table. He went into the kitchen, and came back with two coffees. He didn't ask me whether I wanted sugar and cream.I decided black would be fine."Listen," Marty said. "I know you're fucking my daughter."Guy doesn't beat around the bush!"Actually, sir -- Annette and I are -- just beginning a -- uh --.