What, was she some serial killer or something? I looked at her and blinked once or twice. “I’m flattered,“ I said. “Of course I want a sec...nd date. What guy wouldn’t? But umm, we probably need to finish this one first, don‘t you think?“ She grinned back. “You make me laugh. I don’t meet many guys that do that.” “I just can’t imagine why?” I teased her, purposely looking at her tits. She giggled again. Then I saw the chance to be serious. “Ok. I’ll be straight for a. The rest of the first summer was crazy. I won the lottery again. This one was rather more and I took the annuity. Fifty thousand dollars per million after tax netted me a cool five hundred thousand a year ... but we never moved. I like seasons!Wyoming is nine months of snow and three months of road construction.(local joke.)I bought her a 1965 Jeep Station Wagon and had a 283 chevy adapted into it. She drove it to school in the winter but took the Mazda whenever she could.“The Jeep is okay,”. “Orange juice and croissants okay for you?” I asked.She smiled, “Oh yes. How lovely. Thank you. You really don’t need to go to any trouble for me Anna.”“It’s no trouble, Marie. I like to look after people, and I’m enjoying looking after you. Now, let’s sit down and enjoy breakfast.”We sat and ate a croissant each, and between mouthfuls Marie said, “So, what are we shopping for?”“Oh, you know. First some household stuff that I need from the supermarket, plus some food to stock the fridge for the. A delicious affair of love. I’m not sure how it started or how it got there. Maybe it was the first time we made love. Maybe it was the next morning when you came up behind me and wrapped your arms around me. In any case, there it is, and there it will be. It sounds great on paper. But sooner or later the unwelcome neighbor of reality has to come over, annoy you, and borrow a tool it will never return. You, Lover, are the tool it took away, and I was uncertain as to whether I would ever see.