"I laughed, he went and opened the passenger side of his truck, and helped me in. Ryan had always been kind and charming like that, it were those swee... gestures that made me fall in love with him."You know, I have been thinking about all the things we could do this week." Oh yeah, what have you been thinking?" To start, I was thinking we need to catch up on some sex. With your parents at work during the day, it gives us the perfect opportunity." I like the way you think, but why wait until we. I put my hands on his shoulders and he rested his on my hips. We started swaying back and forth in time with the music. I kept waiting for him to start pawing at me or throw me on the bed, but he didn’t. After the first few songs, I started to relax. I rested my head on his chest and he wrapped his arms around me, holding me tight. I sighed contentedly as we danced and closed my eyes, and after a while I actually forgot where we were. ‘You look really pretty, Marri,’ he said, breaking the. " Did you talk to her doctor?" Yes. He reckons it's Parkinson's." Oh Lord!" Yeah, not much fun but he says it can mark time for quite a while and that he is not seriously concerned for her at the moment. He's given her pills to take but the chances are she'll forget to take them. I had to remind her several times. I've stuck a large notice on the fridge door. I just hope it helps." Poor her and poor you!" He pulled her into his arms and that was it. She cried long and wrackingly but it seemed. What was I thinking? I wasn’t. I just went heart forward.Familiar with the restaurant from driving past, I’d never eaten there. Its outside decor proclaimed it too upscale for our family budget. Going in was entering unfamiliar terrain, economic, social and moral.I was scared but fear was part of the enticement. Scanning the parking lot from across the street, I wondered if he even came, with a false hope he didn’t. There it was, his black Porsche, parked near the front entrance. Knowing I.