Peter gave him a small lopsided grin and said, "She surprises us too." chapter 2 At dinner Mark met Colin their 15 year old son. Ah, fraternal twins?, Mark wondered. Colin was a baseball player, a shortstop and as a sophomore had played the last half of the previous season on the varsity. During the summer he had been invited to play on the travel team. He was going to be tall like his dad, maybe even more so. He was an easygoing kid and Marc liked him right away. Val came to dinner cleaned up with her medium length dark hair brushed out in style like Dorothy Hamill, the ice skater. Val's was wavy and shone with ever changing highlights. She was wearing an off-white sweater and knee length turquoise blue skirt and comfortable but nice flats. Some of the scratches showed on her neck and legs, but she ignored them so completely that they just didn't matter, though she did wince once in a while if she twisted or bumped her left side. Peter did the desk work as a partner in a small cement plant. His partner oversaw more of the old field work. Joan worked part time at a travel agency. The kids were lively but knew when to be proper. Colin had just gotten home from practice and heard about 's Valentina's and he too personally thanked Marc for saving his sister. Conversation moved along from there. Mark found out why Val was so graceful with a history of involvement with both gymnastics, which she was getting too tall to be great at, and some ballet she had studied off and on. When they found out that Mark spoke Spanish and seemed to be retired, he ended up being drafted to tutor her as she was taking Spanish II in the newly started school year. Mark knew all choice had been taken from him the instant she shone those glowing eyes on him, cocked her head a bit, and said "Pleeeeaase." At the end of the evening they had all had a good start on what looked to be a good relationship. Mark told them he had been very glad to meet them and wanted to be a good neighbor for japan a long time. The whole family assured him that he had a very good start on that. The next few weeks Mark worked around the new home, planned some changes, and tutored. Val, as her family called her, was a joy to work with, serious at work with but asian with a wellspring of good-natured fun and play. Mark decided it wasn't the fault of his mind and that his eyes would search out the points that sometimes tented out her t-shirts or blouses if her nipples hardened in the air conditioning or a cool breeze. He tried to have a talk with his eyes about that but they didn't listen too well. It didn't appear that she Hairy ever wore a bra but he didn't want to bring the subject up because he didn't want Hardcore to be improper or make her uncomfortable. He really liked her and wanted to be good to her. His fatherly instincts had been resurrected. His eyes, though, still looked for any possible transparency when she wore a blouse and the form her shorts outlined. Mark also thought that Val was outgrowing the short shorts she liked to wear to the tutoring sessions and could shop for some new ones. It also sometimes suspiciously looked like she took every occasion possible to bend over in front of him. She was smart and learned rapidly. The Browns were planning a birthday party for the kids on the Saturday just before Halloween. Of course Mark was invited. Mark said he had some plans but would definitely stop by as he could show up later at the other party. Mark's wife and daughter had died in a wreck almost 3 years ago. Their son survived, healed and was now in the army. Mark and his wife had been fairly conservative swingers but for the first several months after the crash he had been celibate and concentrated on his son. Mark still had friends, both couples and singles he could visit and share benefits with. 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