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Educating Danielle Part Two By Karen E. Lea Chapter Six We arrived home and I let Daniel put the Rover in the garage, then took him home. Laura greeted us at the door and Daniel couldn't tell his mum about his day quick enough. She studied Daniel's face while he spoke, when he had finished she said, "Daniel have you been wearing makeup?" He froze, and then hesitantly said "No." "Please don't lie; I can see some on your neck." I stepped forward, "That was my fault, we were short handed today and my assistant took it upon herself to make up Daniel to appease one of the models. My fault." "Daniel, please go and have a shower. Mr. Williams. I think it best if Daniel doesn't see you anymore." "Mum, no. Please. I've had the best day ever." "I'm sorry mate." I said patting him on the shoulder. I let myself out, with Daniel crying rivers of tears. Walking back to the house, I felt so bad. I should've been more careful. Making a sandwich and a pot of tea, I ate silently at the table cursing my stupidity. Two hours later I was sitting in the lounge room in the dark beating myself up for the twentieth time. I was thinking about a snack, when the doorbell rang. Laura wasn't finished with me, apparently. I was never going to get this relationship off the ground. I opened the door wearily, sure enough, Laura was there. She was very upset, about to cry. "Yes Miss Marsden." "I'm sorry," she sniffed. "Could you come down? I'm worried about Daniel. He's locked himself in his room...somehow. He cried for two hours straight, now there's no noise at all. He won't answer me." I grabbed my keys. "Let's go." As we walked down to the house, I explained in more detail why he had been wearing makeup. The makeup didn't worry her, it was the lie he told. "You were still pretty harsh on him." "I guess. As a parent I could do better, I suppose." "You've done better than some families with two parents." "Thank you. One day I will meet a man, so he can have a father." She stared at me. I was tempted to declare my love, but the moment passed. We walked through the back door and up the hallway to the bedroom. I knocked and called his name. No answer. I tried the door, but something was against it. I called out again and pleaded with him to open the door. Laura was close to tears, I squeezed her hand and she smiled wanly, "It will be okay, I promise." I whispered into her ear. My lips brushed her ear and she shuddered. "You okay?" I asked. She nodded. There was nothing for it I decided, but to throw my weight against the door. One, two, three, the door flew open and I crashed to the floor hitting my head on the way down. My world went black. The next thing I remember was my head being cradled against something soft and fleshy. There was a lot of crying, but it wasn't me. Every time I tried to open my eyes, the pain increased. There was talk of ambulance and hospital in between sobs. There was way too much noise for me to be dead, I had to make a serious effort to open my eyes and see what was going on. One, two, three, whoa, that's serious pain. I shut them again. Well at least the crying stopped. "Mr. Williams?" My hair was being stroked. "Mr. Williams, please say something." "What happened?" I asked looking through blurry eyesight. This was some pain. "You hit your head and were out for a minute. I think you should go to hospital." "No thanks." My eyesight was becoming clearer and could make out two heads over the top of me. "Did anyone get the number of that truck so I can sue?" "Mr. Williams, it's all my fault, I'm so sorry." Daniel sobbed. "When are you two going to call me Jeff? Even when I'm on the floor dying, it's Jeff. Okay." My eyesight was much better now; I could see who was who. Laura was cradling my head into her boobs and stroking my hair. "I still think you should go to hospital." "I'll take my chances with you two, if it's all the same to you. No intern is getting their hands on me." Daniel had a bump on his head as well, his face streaked with tears. "What happened to you?" "The door got me when you charged through." Laura explained, "Daniel had moved the desk just before I charged through. The door flying open, hit Daniel and you fell hitting your head on the desk." "Oh...learnt your lesson." "Yes." "Good gir...boy. Help me up." Much as enjoyed Laura stroking my hair and my head buried in her breasts, I was getting to the point of embarrassing myself if I stayed where I was. They both helped me up, once standing; they led me out to the lounge room. I was about to sit, thought better of it and decided to go home to bed. They led me back to my house apologising all the way. I finally couldn't stand it any more and told them to stop. Please. Laura fussed around turning down the bed. She held up my satin nightie. "What did you expect?" "I didn't think of that, I was thinking girlfriend." "No girlfriend. Unless you're offering?" Laura blushed and turned away. She gave Daniel strict instructions that I wasn't to be left alone and to come and get her if there was a problem. We said goodnight. Her parting comment to Daniel, "We'll talk about your behaviour tonight another time. I haven't forgotten." Daniel was about to apologise again, I stopped him. "Forget it." I told him, "Sleep." He put on his nightie from the night before and turned out the light. Daniel became my shadow for the rest of the week; we ate, slept and went to work together. By the weekend the bump on my head had diminished considerably. My relationship with Laura had taken a turn for the better as she was genuinely concerned for me. She had meals waiting for us when we got home from the studio. We went for evening walks together discussing our days. Friday night, after our meal, Laura nudged Daniel. He stood up at the table and launched in to an apology for Monday's events. He ended with a "Sorry." I rose from the table, walked around the table and gave him a hug. He felt like a small child in my arms and he clung to me like a five year old. I kissed him on the forehead and told him he was a wonderful friend. We helped Laura clean up, and then I pulled out an envelope and gave it to Daniel. "What's this?" "Open it. I couldn't give it to you at the studio, too many witnesses." He opened the envelope and pulled out six hundred dollars. "What's this?" "Where I come from it's called money." "But...what for?" "Your help during the week at the studio." "Jeff, he can't take this." "Yes he can." He gave all the money to his mum. "I want you to have it mum." Laura opened her mouth to argue, "Laura, he earned it okay, please take it." "It would certainly help to get the phone on." She pulled out a fifty dollar note and gave it back to Daniel for himself. "Thanks mum." "Thank you honey. Now I have another problem. Mr Faraday won't let me have next Tuesday off to take you to school for your first day." "I'll take him." "What about your own work?" "I'm sure the place won't fall apart for two hours." "Thank you, it would help a lot." "Well that's out of the way, let's go to the movies tomorrow and a picnic on Sunday." "You two go, I've got things to do here." "You sure?" "Sure." Next day Daniel and I went to see ?Men in Black II', then after lunch we went to see the ?Harry Potter' movie. We then window shopped for a while, when we saw a lovely pair of strappy sandals in black. We looked at them through the window admiring the four inch heel. "Like them?" "They're lovely." "Want them?" "How?" "Follow me." We went into the store. An older woman approached us. "Can I help you?" "My son has a female role in a play and we need some shoes. The strappy sandals in the window look like the go." "Of course. What size?" "No idea." "Sit here dear and let's have a look." She measured his foot. "Size eight. What part are you playing?" Daniel looked at me. "Prostitute. None of the girls wanted the part and he drew the short straw." Daniel nearly wet himself; the look on his face was priceless. The woman scurried out the back, rather than carry on the conversation. Returning, she gave him two thigh high stockings to put on. She adjusted the shoes on his feet; he stood and walked across the shop and back. It wasn't lost on the woman that he walked quite well in heels. "They okay?" I asked. "Great." He removed the shoes and put his joggers back on. I paid the woman, who smirked a "Have fun." as we left. "Gees, I would be happy if these people sold something without their judgemental pettiness." "Do you think she knew?" "Probably. You did walk in them really well." "Sorry." "Doesn't matter, we got we wanted." We arrived back at the car and climbed in. "Jeff?" "Yeah." "Um...I just wanted to say. I liked being called your son in the shop, it was way cool. And thanks for a great day." "You're welcome." We headed for home, me with a splitting headache. Once home, we hid the shoes with the other clothes and then went down to see Laura. She was beautiful as ever and offered to make dinner which I declined. My head felt like it had an axe through it and I told her I was going home to bed. She had Daniel fetch a glass of water and aspirin. While she cradled my head in her arms, I assured her a good night's sleep will help. I stood and took the offered tablets, and then they escorted me to my house. Daniel was instructed to keep an eye on me and soon after I was asleep. Five hours later I awoke. Looking at the clock, ten thirty-three flashed at me. My head felt better and I rose to go to the toilet. Coming back into the room, I was startled by the bedroom door opening. Daniel stepped into the room, dressed in his new clothes and shoes. He looked stunning. "Hi, taking a bit of a risk. What if your mum came back?" "Well, she told me to do what I normally do here." I couldn't but help laugh. He giggled. "She'd have me drawn and quartered." "I would have said you were delirious and told me to dress." "Okay. You do look good." "Thank you. By the way, these shoes have a four and half inch heel." "They look comfortable." He nodded, changed and we went to bed. Chapter Seven After breakfast the next morning, we went down to see Laura. She fussed over my head and after much assurance that I was much better, I offered to take her and Daniel out to lunch to Manly, a seaside suburb of Sydney. We had a wonderful day lunching in a small restaurant near the beach. After lunch we walked along the promenade watching the ocean. A couple of hours later we sat down in a small cafe for coffee. I gave my order to the waiter, with out turning to Laura or Daniel he asked me, "Your wife and daughter would like the same?" The look on their faces was priceless. Laura gave her order, and then Daniel and the waiter finally acknowledged them. As the waiter walked away, we all laughed. "Actually Daniel you look a little feminine today, especially the way you walk." "It's me mum, walking the way I always do." Poor Daniel was going to be dogged by this all his life. I don't think he had a male bone in his body. Again the day ended quickly and we were home. I offered Daniel the chance to come and surf the net, which he jumped at. He asked his mum if he could stay the night. She smiled "Yes." We wished her a good night and repeated the previous Sunday night activities. Next day was Daniels first day at the new school. He was braver than me, starting a new school, knowing nobody. But I didn't want to pass on my fears on. We arrived at the school and did the paperwork. I paid the school fees. "Mum was going to try and defer that." "It's okay she can owe me." I wished him a good day and left for the studio. We had a huge week coming up. A whole fashion catalogue for Spencers, the department store. There was a lot of meetings and planning to do, so I didn't see Laura or Daniel for a couple of days. Wednesday night I was home a bit earlier and Daniel came up to see me after dinner. He was pleased to see me. "I thought something was wrong?" "Been really busy at the studio. How's your mum?" "Mum's good, she's a bit annoyed at you though. Paying the school fees on Monday, although I think she's secretly pleased. We're still stretched at the moment." I made a mental note to get the rent reduced on the house for them. "How's the new school?" "Alright." "No problems?" "Only the usual. Are you a boy or girl remarks...can I ask you something?" "Shoot." "We've got to do a week's work experience this year and I thought..." "How about next week, we are busy as all get out. Room for a bright young thing." "Coool. I need a letter for school from you." "Let's do it now." He typed a letter on Word while I dictated. We printed it out and I signed it. "That easy." "Thanks Jeff." I didn't see him again till Saturday morning. Breakfast over; I went down to see Laura and Daniel. She opened the door and again I fell in love. We chatted over a coffee and I invited them out to a movie after lunch. "Does Karen go out in the daytime?" Laura asked. "Some times." "I'd like to meet her again." Daniel's eyes lit up. "You would." "I would." "Meet you at the garage at one thirty." "Want to come up Daniel." "Can I mum?" "Sure." "Jeff, do you think I could...you know." "Honey I wish I could say yes. Buts not let freak your mum out to much. We'll see how this afternoon goes. I must say I'm surprised by it all and I don't think its' in your mum's nature to humiliate. Look at it this way. We're one step closer to going out as two girls." "You're right." "I'll make a deal. If today goes okay, we'll talk to your mum about you and your needs. And look on the bright side; you've got a week at the studio next week." He brightened at this prospect. "Yeah. I'm looking forward to that." In the bedroom I started to undress and run a bath. I had just under three hours, plenty of time. Going to the walk in robe, I sorted through the clothes. Pulling out a denim skirt, white scoop neck top, three inch black sandals and laid them on the bed. Then from the dresser, I took a white bra, padded panty and pantyhose. After a half hour soak, I let the water go and patted myself dry. I was nervous with anticipation. I had never been asked to dress by someone else, let alone a beautiful woman like Laura. It was one of those things you lay in bed dreaming about at night. Putting on some panties and a robe, I called Daniel in to paint my toenails. While he did that I shaped my finger nails and he did them next. We chatted while we waited for them to dry. Once the polish was dry, I asked Daniel "Want to do my makeup?" "I couldn't. What if I made a mistake?" "We take it off and start again." "Okay." Thirty minutes later, the makeup was done. He had a soft delicate touch and with some training and practice, he was going to be good. He stepped back to admire his handiwork. I put on my bra and filled it out, then the pantyhose and padded panty. Stepping into the skirt and pulling it up and zipping it up, Daniel then helped me put my top on without touching the makeup. I put on my blonde wig and the jewellery. Putting on my shoes and checking myself in the mirror, I asked Daniel "What do you think?" "Cool." "I'll take that as a ?you look great'" We made a sandwich for lunch and sat to eat. We quickly cleaned up afterwards, and then redid my lipstick. I asked Daniel to lockup and get the Rover from the garage while I went and got his mum. Laura opened the door, stood there with her mouth open; finally she said "You look great." "Thank you, you look pretty good yourself." "Thank you. I thought you might come a bit overdressed." "That's a good way to get read." "Read?" "You look out of place and people work it out. First rule, dress for the occasion." Laura grabbed her handbag and locked up. "Your makeup looks great, very natural." "Courtesy of Daniel." "Daniel?" "He picks up things quickly. Cindy had him helping her last week." "I'm impressed." We walked out to the Rover; Daniel had it facing down the driveway ready to go. After we settled in and put on our seat belts, Laura turned to Daniel in the back seat, "You are full of surprises young man." "What mum?" "Well Karen's makeup for a start and being able to move the car around." I watched Daniel in the rear-view mirror and nodded my head slowly. "It's no big deal mum." "Well I'm impressed. So does this mean you're going to follow in Jeff's footsteps?" "Mum, I'm no good at sport, too little for physical work and I enjoy the work at the studio." "A natural hmm?" "He's very good. Cindy's very happy with her...I mean him." Great. Cindy had me saying her now. Laura shot me a sidelong glance. We arrived at the Cineplex and parked the car. We saw a movie and then had a coffee at a caf?. After our coffee had been served, Laura said, "I don't think you've been tumbled. I've been watching everybody. No shock, horror or surprise." "Like I said earlier, dress for the occasion and most people are too busy with their own lives to notice." We talked about the movie while we drank our coffee. Once we had finished, we walked around the shops, looking mainly at clothes. At a small lingerie boutique, Laura exclaimed, "Wouldn't you know it." "What's the matter?" "The bras I normally wear are on special, 20% off. And to top it off, I desperately need some." "Well get them." "I don't have the money right now." "Use my credit card." "I couldn't, and anyway it will have the wrong name on it." "No it doesn't it. You can pay me back." She looked at me. "It's okay, really. I'll take Daniel as collateral." I said hugging Daniel. "Okay." she relented. We cleaned the shop out of 16F bras in the style she normally bought. I talked her into some panties. Just to rock the boat, I threw a pair of red satin panties on the pile in size 12. "Who are they for?" I put my arm around Daniel as I couldn't say anything as the woman assistant was close by. "Oh." Daniel's face brightened at this. We paid for the purchases and continued our walk around the shops. As the shops began to close, we headed for the car. Laura asked as we drove from the car park, "How did you get a credit card in Karen's name?" "Just a second card on the main account. I even have a licence in Karen's name." "How?" "Years ago, the procedures weren't as stringent as these days. Long as I keep my nose clean and stay out of trouble, its fine." "It's like another person?" "Sort of. Want to go on a picnic tomorrow?" "That would be nice. Okay with you Daniel?" "Yes mum." After a pleasant night together having a light dinner and watching television together, then a wonderful day out the next day, still dressed as Karen. We arrived home after five. While we waited for the automatic gate to open, Laura said, "You know, I'm tempted to take Daniel to the wedding dressed as a woman, just to spite my sister." She took a deep breath. "So...next weekend, I'd like Jeff or Karen to work their magic and see what happens." I turned to Daniel, "Close your mouth honey, its very unladylike." Laura and I laughed at his shocked face. "I'll be the best daughter, ever, mum." "I'm sure you will honey." It was decided to let Daniel sleep with me, because we had an early start the next morning. After I put the Rover in the garage, we said goodnight to Laura and entered the house. I had barely shut the door when Daniel said, "Karen. I could get dressed and show mum now, couldn't I, please." "No." "Why not." "We are going to do this right. And I mean right. When your mum sees you, she is going to see her daughter Danielle. That means your hair done, nails done, boobs, waist cincher, the works." "Okay Karen." "Cheer up. Next weekend you'll be on cloud nine. Tomorrow I'll tee up Cindy and Charlene for Friday afternoon. If all goes well with the catalogue, we should finish about 11:00am. I've left the afternoon for any problems. You'll be the afternoon job." I gave him a big hug, my false breasts pushing against his chin. "Can I tell you something Karen?" "Sure." "I love you." "I love you too honey. Let's have a bite to eat and an early night. Big day tomorrow." Chapter Eight Next morning, we showered and breakfasted and on the way to the studio by 6:30am. By 9.00am it was in full swing. Daniel was Cindy and Charlene's gopher. He was run ragged by the end of the day, but happy to be working with the girls. We finished after six and before we left, I gave all the staff an invitation to dinner on Saturday night and we told Cindy and Charlene the plan for Friday. "I told you she was the girlfriend." "Cindy. Don't start, please." "Okay boss. She's going to be a stunner, believe me." "I know." "We've had a trial run have we?" "Goodnight Cindy." The next day we were scheduled to do babies and toddlers. The studio resembled a nursery with wall to wall kids. Daniel's caring nature came to the fore as he helped the mothers with the kids. We were all pleased to see the end of the day and everybody would be happy if they didn't hear a crying child again. That was the babies, toddlers and mature age woman out of the way. Tomorrow was twenty plus year olds. Moira, the manager from Spencers was pleased with the progress. Wednesday came and went with no hiccups. Thursday was teenagers and our first problems cropped up with one of the models. The girls name was Wendy. She had been in the Spencer catalogue since she was seven. At fifteen, she was a royal pain. A couple of times in the morning, Moira told her to show some manners. After lunch, Charlene had Daniel do what she had been doing. Assisting John by arranging clothes and props under his direction, then getting out of the shot. He was about to do as asked, when Wendy turned on him, "Get away from me you fucking freak. I want the girl." Daniel stopped in his tracks, a very upset look on his face. "Time out," I called walking over, "Please apologise to Daniel." "No. I want the girl. I don't have to put up with a boy." "That is not your decision. He is one of my staff doing his job. Please apologise or we pack up and you explain to Spencers why." She looked over to Moira for support, "Please apologise Wendy. Nobody should be spoken to that way." "Why. I want the girl, not a boy pawing over me." "He's not pawing. He's doing his job." "Okay everybody, pack up, no apology, no work. John, could you start processing what's been shot so far. Cindy, Charlene give the makeup room a clean. Daniel, come to my office please." He followed me up the stairs to the office, "Jeff, It's okay, I can take some abuse. I've had worse." "That may be so. But she gets away with this and then abuses someone else." "Did you see the look on her face, when we all walked out?" "No. But I saw the look of thunder on Moira's face." Moira was fiery Irish redhead. I could only imagine what was happening downstairs. I looked out of the window down on the studio and couldn't see anyone. I rang the makeup room and asked Cindy what was happening. "There was a lot of yelling, and then it stopped. Good call though boss. I would've decked the bitch." "Okay. Thanks." There was a knock at the door. Daniel answered it and Moira and Wendy entered. "Jeff, Daniel. Wendy has something to say." "I'm sorry for the outburst." "And?" Moira urged. "It won't happen again." "Apology accepted. Let's get back on track." The rest of the afternoon passed without incident and at six o'clock we finally finished. Even the other models were having a dig at Wendy for the hold-up and late finish. Moira came to talk to me after everybody had gone and apologised for Wendy's behaviour. "You gave me kittens down there when you all walked off. Not that I blamed you, it was uncalled for." "If she got away with that, then she would do it to someone else. It would never end." "Its long story, but we were hoping to have a different girl for this catalogue. Finding a suitable girl has be come quite a task and needless to say, we haven't found a girl fitting our criteria." "Don't worry about it, but she won't work here again if I get to pick and choose." We locked up and wished Moira good night. The next morning was for size eighteen to twenty-six. The plan went slightly over and we finished at 1:30pm. Moira thanked everybody and rushed back to her office. We quickly cleaned up and Daniel went out to the Rover for his clothes. Charlene washed his hair and conditioned it. She put a slight wave in, and told him it would wash out by Monday. While Charlene did her bit, Cindy was painting his toenails, then gluing on false nails and painting them. I produced two realistic breasts and the glue, left over from a special job, months ago. "Hey boss. They'll give her a D cup." "That's okay. We need her to look twenty." "Well the bra in that bag is too small, he'll need at least a 12D to be comfortable." "Well he can't go braless, what size are you?" "14C." "Up a size, down a cup. Perfect." "You're just lucky I keep a change of clothes here." "You're just lucky I employ you and put up with you." She gave me a withering look. "How come you know so much about bras?" "Um...us genius's need to know everything." "Yeah right. I won't say what I think." "Why stop now." Before she could get a reply in, John called me to his office for a quick talk about next weeks work. Cindy assured me they could handle it and I headed to John's office. Before I knew it thirty minutes had passed. Cindy poked her head in, "Hey boss. There's a model at reception, she wants to put her name on our books. Get her to fill out a form?" "Okay. Be there in a minute." I finished the conversation with John, wondering how they were going with Daniel. The conversation had taken longer than I realised. Sticking my head in the makeup room, realising they weren't there, I headed upstairs to see this girl and get rid of her. She was waiting in the small reception area, her back to me. The first thing I look at on a girl is her shoes, and this girl was wearing high heeled sandals same as the ones that I bought Daniel. "Can I help you?" The girl turned. "Daniel...?" "Hi Jeff, you like?" he said twirling on the spot. "You are stunningly beautiful." He could easily pass as a young Natalie Wood. Cindy and Charlene showed themselves. "She meet the criteria?" Cindy asked. "Beyond expectations. And I knew he would be beautiful. See what I meant by doing things right?" I asked Daniel. "Hey boss, her name is Danielle. And you better stick to her, she, whatever." "Yeah, you're right." "I just rang John on the phone downstairs; we're going to do a quick photo shoot in the studio." "Sounds good." We trooped down the stairs to John. "Here's the girl," Cindy said, "Her name is Danielle." John turned and said, "Hi...that's a coincidence, bit of a resemblance to Daniel wherever he is." The three girls giggled. He put his granny glasses and peered at Danielle, "What have I missed?" "This is Daniel." Cindy stated. "No way...you're pulling my leg." "It is." "Bullshit Cindy." "I'm serious." "What is this? Give John a hard time day." "Well I'm not going to get her to prove it; I spent enough time trying to hide it." "John it is me." I told John what was going on, which still didn't leave him convinced. "Well come on young lady, a quick photo shoot." Cathy came into the studio, "I thought we were finished for the day?" "We are," Charlene said, "meet Danielle, a new model Jeff's just hired." "Hi." "Hi Cathy." "How did you know my name? Have we met?" Cindy, Charlene and Danielle giggled. "Have I missed something?" I went through another explanation. She studied Danielle. "I've got the right bits and I don't look this good." "I personally think they're having us on." John said. "I think you're right. By the way Jeff, I can't make the dinner tomorrow night. I've got a wedding to do." Cathy said. "No worries, catch you next time." Cathy was a wedding photographer on the weekends working for herself. John led Danielle into the studio. Danielle was very self conscious and wooden to start, while John took some initial shots, "Danielle you're going have to loosen up honey. Walk over to the corner, right into the corner...that's it, now walk back towards me, your best sexy walk...good girl, that's it...now stop, hands on your hips...great , now turn your head...you are terrific...now look at the camera through your top eyelashes...perfect." John didn't stop; he talked her through all sorts of shots. I had my photo taken with her for my Wall of Fame. We were about to call it quits, when Charlie walked in to pick up his cheque for some work done the week before. Now Charlie was an Adonis, blonde, blue-eyed, six foot two, girls threw themselves at him and although he enjoyed their company, his sexual interest lay elsewhere. John called out, "Hey Charlie. Don't stand around, be a good lad. Shirt off, a couple of shots with young Danielle." Charlie took off his shirt and handed it to me to hold and walked over to Danielle. "Hi, I'm Charlie." "Danielle." "Ok Charlie, stand behind her, arms around the front of her...that's it...Danielle, your hands on top of his arms...beautiful...now face each other...look in to each other's eyes...great, great...now Charlie, as if you're about to kiss her...I didn't say kiss her, oh well, that'll do us. Thank you guys and girls." "Clean up every body, my shout at the pub." I called. Cleaned up and locked up, we trooped down to the pub. I put sixty dollars on the table. John and Charlie did the honours at the bar and bought the drinks to the table. Danielle nestled up to me on the lounge and I put my arm around him. I had never seen him so contented. After an hour of chat and drinks, I stood to go, "Come on Danielle, time to show you off to your mum." "Have you got a second boss, I need to talk to you in private." Cindy asked. "Sure." She led me over near the bar area away from the group. "What's the matter?" "I have to tell you this, because it's patently obvious you're are oblivious." "Oblivious to what?" "Danielle is head over heels in love." "Oh...er...who with?" Cindy stared at me. "God almighty. You, you bloody dope." "Ohh." "Give me strength. Two hours ago you were telling me how much of a genius you were." "Did she tell you this?" "Nooo. It's obvious to me and Charlene. I told you she was the girlfriend." "Actually it's her mum I'm chasing." Soon as I said it, I knew I shouldn't have. "Welcome to ?Days of our lives'." "Anyway, thanks. I was oblivious." "Well, just be careful, let her down gently." "I will." We walked back to the table and not a moment too soon, a young guy was zeroing in on Danielle. "Come on honey, time to go." I said pulling her to her feet. "Hey I was talking to her." "Tough. We got to go." He walked off mumbling something about old enough to be her father. After telling everybody we would see them tomorrow, we walked back to the studio to get the Rover. While we were waiting at the light to cross the road, there was a loud screech of tyres and then a bang. The two drivers got out of their cars and an argument ensued. Apparently the driver at fault was watching Danielle, not the road. The lights turned green and we walked off. Three minutes later we were on the way home. End of Part 2 (to be continued) This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.