" I did it." Her voice had a smile in it. "When you come to me this evening you will say the words. Be here at 7." She rang off and I replayed her wor...s in my mind. Isobel lived three streets away from me. I’d been to her house before. It was grand, Georgian and rather bohemianly adorned with tapestries, art works and curios. “Be here at 7." When I got there, the outer door was open onto a small porch with a tiled floor. The inner door, its top half of frosted glass, was closed and a little. I had to run after him. I made it to the door and yelled "Hey Mister!" He stopped and turned. Neither of us saw the car.He got hit and went flying. The old woman driving the car slammed on the brakes and put her hands over her mouth. I rushed over to him as I dialed 911. He was bleeding from his right leg where the bone tore through his skin and his pants. His arm was at an unreal angle as well. I stayed with him until the cops and ambulance arrived. He was u*********s but still. He asked me if I like him and i said I don’t know he then told me that his wife and he was not in good terms he s a fun loving person but she opposite to him. I then went and sat near him, held his hand and said dont worry i am there for you we then kissed very softly and romantically. While hissing he tried to touch my boobs. Initially i blocked him but later on when i became hot i let him do it.Then for about 30 mins we wer doing thins and i told him I have to go home he told me to be with. MaryAnn would have to drive herself to the dance class, which was a one-hour lesson, then she could have the rest of the day to herself. Joe and I would stay in Long Beach for the three-hour course that would start at six. It would make for a long day but would leave the other days free. When I told MaryAnn the plan, she said it was fine with her; she could use the time in Long Beach to visit with friends.Dinner was a quiet affair that evening. Even I could tell that there was some tension.