’ She looked up. ‘I keep my CDs in alphabetical order. Are you a jazz fan?’ ‘My dad was.’ ‘I find this really comfortable to listen to, do...’t you?’ The work was an earlier recording, complex arrangements of standard tunes. It was intricate and relaxing at the same time. ‘Ana,’ he looked straight at her. ‘I believe in fate, signs, karma, whatever. Lets just say that this music is a sort of sign. I haven’t thought for a long time that I’d have a chance with someone like you. And, for the last I. With her choice made Sandra felt her stomach rumble which made both of them laugh, "I'll get the breakfast made and then we'll talk." Veronica said and Sandra helped to lay the table.While eating Sandra began talking about the things she'd need to do, there was accommodation to arrange and the books she'd be needing, then she thought of what she'd be wearing while at the University, then this and that and... Veronica stopped her in mid flow."Darling, why don't you make out a list and work your. “I have a question for you about my order.”“Of course you do.” He smiled and I closed the door behind him.He put the bottles and paper bag on the kitchen table. I put the bottles in the refrigerator and kept my back to him long enough for him to appreciate the view. My hair was tied in a ponytail. I have nice shoulders and my low dress back showed just the top of the tattoo I have there. The backs of my stockings had little poodles on them at the top of the calf. My husband had bought them for. Last time I heard Chris was still single and I’d decided to look for him through facebook… turned out to be a good decision, I found him and we swapped numbers, sent text messages, and called one another. chatted about the old times, laughed and inevitably turned the conversation to sex again, talked about the girls we should of fucked together back then and how we could’ve practically fucked every woman in our neighbourhood together!It was about six months further down the line when we decided.