All week, the pool waiters had looked after me very well, and one of them started chatting to me when he brought me a glass of white wine. His English...was very good, and he had a nice smile. So, when he told me it was his night off and asked if I wanted to go out for a drink, I accepted. I arranged to meet him after dinner that evening.As I got myself ready, I wondered if the waiter was just being nice, or if I had actually pulled. I didn't even know his name, but I hoped for the best. I wore a. But I have to touch your skin. My hands find your hips, the waist of your jeans, the soft flesh of your sides. Your face disappears for an instant as your shirt comes up over your head and vanishes. I can’t believe I’m here as my eyes linger on your chest. I swear I can hear your heart pounding.My cheek on your shoulder, I breathe you in. I taste you. My hands grip your arms. I touch the place on your shoulder where I know you have a tattoo, although I have still never seen it in person. I look. Ignore it and hope is just wore itself out.On the morning of the 15th day home I checked my bank account and found a deposit of $68,600. No it wasn’t enough for the twenty years I had lost, or all the pain and suffering I endured. I however was something. That along with the pension, from the state, for the rest of my life was a pretty good settlement.I had wrestled with my decision about a ride, while I dealt with moving over the weekend. My decision was purely temporary, but I hoped it would. After it was over, no conversation as MissBritt put it in a shipping envelope to go back to London. She did tellme she had another movie we would watch soon, a brutal movie that i mightenjoy but i would watch it even if it meant i was tied up in a chairfacing the screen with my eyes taped open. And i knew she meant it. Thefollowing sunday evening i was in a tight dress as we watched the movie,both of us on the loveseat. The movie was about 2 lesbians who abducted amiddle age lady and forced.