I had lived in this area all my life and suddenly the perfect place came into my mind. A few doors down there was a row of garages and behind them was...a strip of grass. With the reflected light from adjacent street lamps giving it all a soft glow, it was the perfect place for our little romantic interlude. Nobody was going to find us there unless they came looking and got very lucky."Let's get you out of this," I whispered pulling her zip all the way down her back.It was a bit of a struggle but. I felt my hands slide upward across her soft dress and body. I found her breasts, and at first let my hands move over and slowly work my way inward across and onto her soft chest. She moaned into my mouth at my first real grasp on her chest, she broke the kiss and looked into my eyes, I felt my heart race even more looking into her burning soul. "Come with me," she said in almost a whisper, her hand finding mine, pulling me off the couch toward her room in the back. I tried to memorize every. Inside the box was more mail. Mrs Romano always had a lot of mail she commented.Returning to the unit and putting away the milk and other shopping, Helena made a nice cuppa. Sitting down on the lounge she opened the letter. The letter was written in a very neat copperplate hand style and easy to read.I am writing this letter to introduce myself, Rita. I came from a poor Italian family in Victoria. At the age of 17, I was promised to a man of 32. This was the norm in those days. At 18, we were. Lady Caroline stood to leave "I'll go and tell her father, I know he'll be really pleased." She said, as she passed the brunette girl she smiled at her and mouthed."Have fun."Molly had passed her sister Jenny on the main stairs. Jenny was in her work uniform, a uniform Molly herself would soon be wearing. After telling Jenny to go to Lord Daniels study, she went into the kitchen.Her mother was waiting patiently, standing at the worktop preparing the evening meal. Molly rushed in."I said yes.