. “It’s 17:00 now. We will be at the Beach Bistro on Drake somewhat before 17:30. We will be two ladies sitting outside drinking iced tea. We will...wait until 17:50. If you don’t show we will leave. See you soon. Bye.”“Well Fran, let’s hope he shows.” We walked 15 minutes, ordered a pair of iced teas and sat outside. At 17:35 we were interrupted by a man about 30 saying, “Some nice lady said I would find two ladies drinking iced tea on the Beach Bistro patio.”I stood, gave him a hug and said,. They talked for another minute and both got into separate cars. I just recognized Anita’s car. Then they drove to the other side of the same parking lot where the lights were off. Both cars were parked next to each other. They got out and I quietly walked over in the darkness; trying to get closer and hear them.They embraced and started kissing again in a rough way. This time however, it was very passionate and totally hot. Their hands were all over each other’s bodies. The black man moved his. She reached up and ran her fingers through is blond hair. He entwined his fingers in her long blonde tresses and jerked her closer. With his other hand he cupped her breast through her tank top and began kneading her nipple. With his tongue, he trailed kisses until he reached her earlobe. With his teeth he nibbled lightly on her ear. ‘You like that don’t you?’ he whispered. ‘Yes,’ she said in a whisper. She moved her hand lower and began drawing circles around his nipples. He slid her first. Richard Brookbank is dead. I will be a woman for the rest of my life.For the rest of my life...I cover my face with my hands. I want the world to end tonight. WhetherAmerica invades Iran and the Soviets respond by pouring tanks across theborder, or an asteroid lands smack in the middle of ICI Billingham it'sall the same to me.As long as I don't see another morning.Very slowly, as though every chemical reaction taking place in my muscleshas to be initiated separately, I raise my head from the.