I still didn'tbelieve it was a legally binding agreement though.The door bell rang, Mistress Tara pointed to the door, I went to let thenext caller in...leaving Tara signing some forms. I opened the door,standing there was a short Japanese lady and a middle aged white ladywith a massive bust, but one that had sagged.... a lot!"Hello," the Japanese lady said, there was a slight pause as if she wasgetting the words right in her head "I am doctor Ozaki." She looked me upand down as I remembered to. "Don't you dare sat that! I loved you! I still love you!" he sighed.He pulled me to him and kissed me. Softly at first and thenpassionately."I still love you Sarah. I think of you every minute I'm awake and whenI'm asleep I dream of you," he lifted me out of my chair and pulled meclose."But, but, but..." I whimpered."You are my Sarah and I love you," he whispered in my ear.He guided me towards the bed and fell on top of me. He kissed me harderand he gasped as his hand slid up my legs and. I told her of my wife who is in a care home with early onset dementia and she told me of her life with Bill who, being 15 years her senior, had swept her off her feet, made her his bride and raised a family in their large family home. At 85 he'd suffered a severe stroke and was now in care too. Now she was living in a one bedroomed apartment having had to sell-up to pay for his care home fees. When our get-together concluded we parted and this time with a quick kiss on her lips!The next time we. Out of the blue I was mentioning my problems with what my husband with what he had caused to our relationship, I didn't know why I had disclosed this to a work colleague, I never divulged my private life to anyone at work! His hands were still holding his face when he sniffed his left hands again and said I can smell that perfume again. I took a deep breath and said well you better go and wash your hands if it’s causing you so much of a problem and he left. When I got home Dave had made a.