“I heard about that. Her mom is something else, right?”My jaw must have dropped, because José María chuckled.“It’s not like the Bureau has s...ies everywhere, Michael, but we hear things, you know?”I nodded.“Look,” he continued, “I’m not going to go into detail, but people talk. Our job is to listen, and to encourage when we need to.”I was pretty sure I knew the answer but I asked anyway, “Where do I come in?”José María put down his coffee and leaned closer.“We want someone close to Monsieur M,. I think you enjoyed it as much as I did."No reply, you just squeezed me.So, it was shopping day and after the usual it was off to the shops. We returned about midday ready for a nice relaxing afternoon. Made some lunch, sat out on the veranda and just chilled. A bottle of wine, soft music, perfect company, what more could be asked.Then it was strip off and crash by the pool. Usual trouble, sun tan cream needed to be applied. Dam, I love applying this to you. Ideas start to run through my head. ”“Thanks Keri for telling me,” Kate said as tears came to her eyes too. “Since I really wasn’t part of his life here...” she made a circular gesture with her hand indicating the community. “It just confirms everything I know about him. He was a wonderful man.”The personal loss Kate felt was real, no doubt stemming from the strong attachment to Jacob’s memory that had happened over the last few days. After Jessica’s diaries and the visit to the cemetery this morning it no longer seemed odd to. Liz turned and took me in her arms, as soon as I shut the door. Her hands on my shoulders she squeezed and kneaded them for a little while before her fingers traced their way down the front of my shirt. Finding my nips with her fingernails, she traced their outline beneath my shirt until they were hard. Her head shook slowly as she rebuked my lips, and I felt myself stiffen as she toyed with me. My hands were on her waist, so I took the opportunity to slowly squeeze her as I moved then up and.