Not far from Tate Modern and the Globe Theatre, it was a short walk from Borough Market and the City itself.I got to the sixth floor and the restauran.... Daphne was already there. As I walked in she was chewing on a mouthful of food that had her face stuffed as well as the gags that we use in the Prep Centre. She barely paused in her eating and waved me across to join her. The remains of a rump steak, half a pile of chips, a smear of pepper sauce and an untouched portion of vegetables decorated. I said I was free and we could meet for dinner. She said she would make dinner for both and that she was a great cook. Who was I to complain and accepted her invitation eyeing those majestic jugs one last time before leaving office. I could clearly make out the outline of her push up bra against the silky fabric of her cream colored half sleeve shirt. Her milky arms were inviting to say the least.We fixed up our rendezvous on Friday after office. She took an early leave that day around 6:00 pm. “Could have fooled me!” she remarked. Two days later she left, and I was alone in the house for the first time in months. At first it was weird, quiet and unnatural without her happy chatter, but then I began to get used to it, and to start to feel at home again. On a bright, warm spring morning about a week after she went, I was dozing on a sun bed in the conservatory, when the doorbell rang. I was surprised, because I wasn’t expecting anyone, so I smoothed down the short blue dress I had. ”I cringed, but to her credit, the sales associate calmly replied, “I understand completely and would recommend something along this line for you.” She called mom’s attention to a pair of black lace bikini panties and a matching demi bra. Mom inspected them as they discussed sizes.When the correct size was found, mom went to the dressing room. I started to chat up the cute sales associate. A few minutes later, the sales associate put her hand up to her mouth and began to giggle as she looked.