The moms would drop off their kids, who couldn’t swim mind you, and I was supposed to babysit them for four hours while they had a round of golf. I ...lso was to keep them from drowning. I learned how to teach swimming as self-preservation in a way. Never lost a kid ... yet.” She laughed.She went on, “Matthew is right on the edge. If I can spend a half-hour with him each day this week, he’ll be swimming completely on his own by the weekend. After that, they just get better and better at it on. . and all he had thought of was what it was going to mean to Jan and the twins.The fact that Darrel Jenkins was a bachelor seemed no more than natural. At four feet eight or nine, chicken-breasted, bald, reckless and ugly-faced, one didn't associate him with the opposite sex, even in thought... and that had been his first mistake.Jenkins had sprung the girls on him shortly after their first land deal together. But first the little man had invited him to dinner at his exclusive Phoenix. Grabbing my jacket I stride quickly down the hall and into the elevator. I knew exactly where Veronica sat and plotted how long it would take her to reach the back of the bank. Anxiously I rubbed my black leather shoes through the dusty gravel, peering to see if there were any security cameras. I definitely did not want anyone to see what I was about to do to her. And as though it were some sort of apocalyptic day where the world had turned inside out, I heard the soft delicate footsteps coming. The same was true of the Judge and our retired porn star. The script was imaginary so we could improvise the lines to make them fit the personalities we chose for the characters. I had no ideas if the dialogue we switched would work better, but the scenes we came up with were more realistic than those Alyson’s wrote.Since I hadn’t seen the TV show let alone read the script for season one, it was mostly guess work on my part. I expected it to be over before it began.Mica and I worked all.