“Do you two play poker?” she asked. They said that they did and Jane recommended that they play while they chatted. After they got set up and just...before John started distributing the chips, Jane decided that it was time to push the situation. “How about we play without chips?”“You want to play for money?” asked John.“No,” responded Jane. “I was thinking that we could use our clothes for wagering.”“Oh, my,” replied John as he raised his eyebrows. “Frisky lady. I’m okay with that. How about you,. Growing up, were you close?”“Oui. Tréy close.”“Example?”“Well ... you know how some folks, archeologists and such, extrapolate that girls mature sooner than boys?”“Go on.”“Trish was the one that taught Froggy and me how to ... um, you know.” Oops.Ms. Sloane tilted her head. Looking at me much like my mother and a certain aunt do from time to time. It’s a look that says ‘don’t dick around, tell me all.’ Or else.“Masturbate.” I sort of gushed it out, not a subject about which I now wished had. I did my best to throw but tossed a gutter ball as I leaned back against him and sighed “Okay, you win. You can have whatever you want.” I was too turned on to continue, I needed some more physical attention. He turned me around and kissed me hard, shoving his tongue to my mouth to dance with my own. He whispered as he pulled his lips away from mine.“ Guess I’m the winner, I get whatever I like, is that it?” I smiled as I quickly answered “That was the deal.” Leading me to the couch, he had me. Your dad doesn't do anything fun like Uncle Oscar, he justhas meetings."Oscar blushed as Skylar made him out to be interesting. It wasn't thetruth, he was simply a detective-in-training and still worked some beatsfor sick colleagues. Angel had sparked Carly's adoption but he hadsuggested it long before and hadn't had the chance to bring it up again,Skylar was present when he did the initial suggestion which in her mindwas enough to claim that it was his idea.Oscar was there for his nephews.