Michael watched her walk, thinking what a pretty girl, what nice legs. And then what happened? Asked Franklin. "Nothing at least that is how my father used to tell me the story. So you see Franklin it is not just you it is in our genes." Franklin looked even more perplexed then he did before he asked his father the question in the first place. Mike taking his son's facial expression into notice, tried as best he could to explain the story about his parents once more. Alright Franklin, it's like this; women don't like it when a guy shares his attention with anyone but them. That is why Cathy got mad at you. She is very fond of you my son and if you care for her in any way you will not look at another girl when you are with her.
A deep cloud came over his son's face as he realized in amazement what his father had said. The wheels in his head were turning and it all made crystal clear sense now. Wow, I never thought about that before. Said Franklin. So what you mean to tell me is... Franklin's voice trailed off as his father nodded him along. What you mean is that Cathy likes me!!! Franklin said with a youth's excitement that was clear in his voice.
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