. it might be something that reacts with, intensifies, in someway effects, or makes more urgent, more drastic, whatever the 'barebranches' implies." "...t's a separate factor you mean?" Yes but an important one. We were talking about the Writer's Guildyou remember and I was saying it would do them good to break therules, to mix things, ingredients, up. And it struck me. Justsuppose the resulting floods, droughts, famines, whatever, wouldmagnify, intensify, trigger perhaps, the 'bare branches'.. I pulled my skirt hem down as if in a bid to cover my legs and moved on. In the next two aisles he was notable by his absence, perhaps he'd gone...but no by the milk section I saw him, his eyes steadfastly fixed on me as I approached. I averted my gaze, my mouth was feeling dry. Was I being stupid, I was a 53yo woman , I'd seen men of every conceivable age, been intimate with them, why was this one man bothering me so much?\parHurrying on I finished my shop, the mystery man stood and watched as. An assassin, for crying out loud, and if not for the two of you, I would have been dead right then. But you blew him away, Sandra, and you Bobby," he said squeezing her, "threw your body across mine to take a bullet for me." He hesitated for a moment, "Look, please don't take this wrong, but here I am, the big FBI man," he said, sarcastically, "and two pretty nurses are the reason I'm still alive. That assassin would have succeeded, if not for you two. Then, they tried nerve gas. People don't. I tried relaxing & then suddenly Steph was right beside me, she asked how many sets I had left? A couple more I muttered, flushed red & then she says, wow, you are working out hard today! With a coy little smile she walks away with that cute little ass bouncing in her bright colored lycra. Fuck me I thought, no really I thought will she fuck me!I finally was able to move to some other equipment & finally to the treadmill. Steph was now in show mode & doing leg work while staring at me.