He stooped slightly, perhaps to smell it. Itdid smell good, as Leo knew. He could feel Terry's breath. It seemedalmost charged with electricity. I... was a puzzling sensation."I am going out," said Terry. "When she was alive she would have comewith me, but now I go to these things alone."Leo suddenly felt sorry for this man, so caught up in his grief that heneeded a prop to function, and so lonely. He looked at him. Terrylooked back. There was no denying what that look was. It was. She was my Aphrodite; my Venus. But she was more than that to me. She wasn't someone hounding me to suck my dick; for me to fuck them.When I need a break, some peace to be by myself, I have told Ann and the others 'No' and each time the look they gave me broke my heart. I would maintain my stance and tell them to keep their distance but only for so long. Hell, the only reason why I still work is to be away from it all. On the days that I don't have a job in the morning, one or two of the girls. It was a week day night so not many people were seated inside. Ten minutes later I saw her walking around looking for me. Debbie was wearing a button down blouse and a mid-thigh length skirt. She knew it was me in the back because I sent her a photo of myself over email and approached me saying hello. I replied with hello back and said to have a seat, pointing to the bench opposite me. We both ordered a soft drink to hold the seat to be able to chat and to get more familiar with each other. I. I didn't need any more but it was delicious and I took a few sips.We started making out again - his hands wandering over my clothes and I found he had a wonderful erection in his trousers. I rubbed him there as he unbuttoned my blouse and slid it off, draping it over the back of the sofa. He was kissing my chest above my bra and I reached inside his zipper to stroke his hard through his jockeys. As my bra came off so did his belt and his pants fell open.His lips took my nipple in and his bare.