Leonard's letter was long and began with a profuse apology. He began byrelating what happened to him on the night the ship sank, and howHenrietta sac...ificed herself so that he might live, by trading clotheswith him. He had, as she had told him to do, run to lifeboat #4, whereElizabeth and her family were waiting, only to find that it had alreadybeen lowered into the sea. With great difficulty, he managed to get intoanother lifeboat and, after that too had been lowered into the water,. It stopped. All in the room was silent. One half of the bed was empty. The sheets remained crisp and the duvet was unruffled. Kevin was absent. He was working.Tonight, Danielle was alone in her bed, asleep, eyes closed, and so the residual green glow caressed her skin from the street outside, a touch of light that was warm and yet inanimate, unearthly and yet distinctly male in its sexual orientation. Danielle groaned in her sleep. She felt the contact and instinctively brought her hand to her. " Thank you," I smiled as I grabbed my purse and followed him."So how have you been? How are things going?" he said as he sat downbehind his desk and I took my usual seat."Very confusing," I said as I smoothed my skirt under me and sat down."Things happening at work as well on the home front and to be honest I amconfused about how I feel about all of this." Well then let us talk about all of that," he smiled.Over the next 45 minutes or so I poured out my heart and soul about myvisit with Mom as. "I'm whacked, so much Italy and so little time!" sighed Dorie Lou.Simone savoured the ripe curves of her naked wife and slid onto the bedbeside her. She stroked Dorie Lou's hair and grimaced."Phew, I wish Italians smoked less. Come on let's shower."Dorie Lou sat up and rubbed her aching feet before joining Simone in theshower cubicle. Eagerly, they lathered each other down and paidparticular attention to each other's hair. Soon the smell of tobaccosmoke was banished and they savoured the.