Still trying my best to just be friends I sit back down on the sofa, at that point she re-crosses her legs but now her dress has ridden quite high on ...er thighs and she makes no attempt to pull it back down. We continue talking about nothing much, that is when I think that maybe she's looking for more than small talk. So I change the conversation to more of a sexual note. She tells me that her hubby just doesn't satisfy her needs and that she usually makes herself come using her fingers and a. I told him I’ve never married and my son’s sperm donor was an abusive asshole. I said men are not a high priority right now. He said oh and I asked why? He was shy and said well I’m single, have been since my wife died. I told him that was terrible. He asked well would you be interested in having dinner or something with me. I told him I’d consider a picnic and took off my robe and lay back down. He said oh ok well I’d better go then. I stood up and yelled hey I’ll leave a note in the mailbox. But the result seemed okay to me. Mary came over around noon to work on her drawing and we had a great conversation while we were completing details. While I was battling demons on Sunday, Mary had taken Eva to see another art film at the Pyramid Theater. It was about two boys who were friends in the Middle East but grew up in different religions. Sounded intense.“So, will you go with me next week?” she said. “The preview looked incredibly sexy. It’s in Chinese. The wealthy young man seduces. I was thinking a lot about you last night." Really?" Yeah. I missed you."I guess that was the right answer. She snuggled hard against me."I need to get up and do my run." Ugggg. This early morning thing of yours will take some getting used to."I laughed quietly at her and said, "Says the girl who climbed into my window, in the middle of the night?" Hush, you like it that I am here."I heard a squeak at the door and lowered my voice to a bare whisper as I said, "We have a visitor"Zoe lifted her.