"Please!" Meghan gasped, "All you have to do is drag him off to the garage and he'll be as hard as ... as ... as one of those things in the toolbox thing."

Carla laughed.

I looked back and forth between Meghan and my daughter.

"Absolutely no pressure," I said, "from either of you two - to try to get Lauren's mom to even consider this being about sex. I guarantee you that you'll run her off for good. You can appeal to her loneliness - or her maternal instincts for Lauren or the baby - but please don't try to make this sexual."

Lauren looked at Sara and said,...