We started talking about our love lives she was single and I told her "I had a girlfriend but she never did anything for me sexually." She said "hold ...n than I got something for you" I just sat there thinking what was she doing. She came back with a maids outfit and I was stunned when she asked if I wanted to see her wear it I said "hell yeah." She began to strip and as I watched she winked at me and put the maids outfit on and she started to touch herself. I said "whoa Lucy you looks so. "You're pretty good-looking yourself, Ted," she replied, "but then, so's Donald." Hey, how about that?" said Ted, moving over, and sitting on the couch next to Suzanne's chair. "Donald says you wanna find out how we live and all that shit."Suzanne nodded. "Yes, I'm majoring in sociology. I'm planning a project based on the living conditions of people in this area."Ted laughed coarsely. "Stick around, you'll learn plenty," he said. "We bin here 'bout two years. Me, I'd rather be back in. It was rough. When she was diagnosed, I left my position and stayed home to care for her. A year later she was gone." I'm truly sorry and can somewhat comprehend the lost. Although losing a wife doesn't quite compare I lost my mother to cancer. I'm sorry, forgive me for interrupting. Please go on." Thank you, Ellie. Let me say this. When you lose someone, you love, it hurts all the same." Yes ... I'm sure it does." The worst part was being alone. My k**s kept telling me to date but I didn't. . oh, wait, there he is!Samuel's ears perk up as one of his acute senses detects me. The Smittes idly chat, unaware as he rises from his slumber at their feet, looks directly at me through the brush for a few moments, then darts directly for me."Where's Sammy going?" the elderly Mrs. Smitte inquires as she tries to locate the target of his attention with her failing, tired eyes."Probably out after another squirrel, dear," answers Mr. Smitte, not even bothering to turn around to see.They return.