.. I... didn't hear you knock."The voice was rough, uncultured, powerful, the face containing a slight leer."That's because I didn't." Well... you kno... you and Coleen are always welcome, it's just that..." Just that you wasn't expecting me?" Well... yes." You wasn't expecting me because you thought I was sittin' home twiddlin' my thumbs while your husband was out fuckin' my wife." What????" she cried, trying to act shocked."Oh come on now, don't give me any of that innocent crap. You think I. When I strolled through Lane Bryant: "Wouldn't it be nice to know if this thing will fit before I pay for it?" scratched at the base of my neck. When the night became late in my motel room: "Damn it would be nice to take a walk in a skirt!" began to claw somewhere above my right eye. But the next morning, when I crawled blearily out of bed, the thought became "I'm gonna kill myself if I get my hands on anything sharp when I feel like this!", and the beard was safe for another day.That is until. Through their conversation, they shared laughs and blushes, and didn't mind the surrounding people eyeing them. She had finally met her dream guy, and she wasn't about to lose him."Anne, would you coming back home with me? It seems I haven't guests in awhile, and I would love to have you." That wasn't the only thing he was having."That would be perfect!" She was utterly thrilled at the idea."Okay, well, why don't we catch the next bus home?"Once inside he offered a glass of wine, which she. “Let’s just say I am part owner in a couple of other businesses which will finance this even if it is a bust, so I can afford to take some chances, but I prefer to make a profit, so I do my homework before committing any of my money.”Bill looked reassured, collected his papers together, which I hadn’t even got to look at and took his leave.The next piece of local news was about Rory, he found a job at a local photo shop, running the counter to allow the guy who ran the shop to concentrate on.