I liked the feel of him Isuppose, without the cling wrap.As I thought more about it, I guess I couldn't really fault Mr Black'sargument for whisking K...vin away from me when he did. I would haveended up hating myself if Kevin had sacrificed his chance to be freeof the curse for me. Or more accurately the baby.It was time to accept my current lot and take inventory of whatremained.All traces of Kevin were gone. It was clearly the apartment of asingle girl. Me. My clothes were much the same.. That’s more important.”“You’re so romantic. Do you want me to open this?”“Really, I think we should move into the back seat first. It’s chilly out there.”“Well, I’ll go. You have the heater up high, though.”“Yeah. We have the car warm enough if we don’t open the doors. Unfortunately...”... “Yeah. It was chilly. What are you doing with the door still open?”“Just scoot over and take the blanket with you. I’m moving this seat as far forward as it will go.”“Okay, now you have lots of room. It’s. She didn’t fancy a totally secluded location, but an out of way car park would be ok. After all’s said and done, it’s not unusual for couples to canoodle in the back seat even if one of them is 20 plus years older than the other”.Dennis agreed to her demand of a public car park and they finished up in one by the shore line, at the back. She wore a light coat and had managed to find the right skirt. She still did not like going braless, so compromised with a very lovely balcony bra which just. She leaned over and whispered, “Do you want to come up to my quarters?” “Sure," I replied. She slipped off the bar stool and I followed her to the elevators. With her six inch heels, she looked more like a hooker than an Army Captain. She unlocked the door to her small room and we stepped inside. There was a small couch off to one side, and a desk on one wall. A half wall, with an opening, separated the living room from the bedroom. “Can you give me a moment?” she asked, excusing herself to go.