He watched him closely as he shook Elle’s hand. He watched his eyes quickly look her up and down and the saw the smile that lit up his face. There w...s excitement there. There was lust. He also saw Elle’s reaction. Her eyes never went down as far as his feet. They stopped at his groin. They didn’t just stop; they lingered. Philip smiled again but Jeff winced from the pain of jealousy. They went into the kitchen and sat down at the table and talked over coffee. It was just small talk at first.. ‘The way you looked at the bedspread in my room, the way you looked at me just now, you wanted to run. I am not that scary am I?’ he smiled at her as he asked about her reactions. ‘You certainly are a very direct young man,’ she said as she grinned back at him. Scared no, wetting herself yes. Sydney let her hand go and sat back observing the solidly built woman before him. He guessed her age to be somewhere around 80, perhaps 90. She stood a little under 165 centimetres high in her low heeled. ’ She left the bedroom. I decided that I needed to go home, straight away. I contacted the airline and found a flight home the next morning. I had no idea where I would sleep that night and I actually didn’t care. Amber told me that she was going to stay with Michelle. She packed her suitcase and left me there. Marcelle was happy for me to stay the night there. I got a taxi to the airport in time for my flight the next day and flew home. I was dreading seeing everyone again, wondering what I. She again held her mug of coffee, and a smile on her face. “You are so sweet for coming and doing this for me again. I’m beginning to feel like a weakling.” “I’m glad I can do it for you, so don’t worry,” I said. “Just knock at my door when you’re done if you would.” “Not a problem,” I said, turning and grabbing my shovel. Again thoughts of Tiffany were running through my mind, drowning out the mundane sound of the shovel scraping through the snow. It seemed like the.