He came to me to ask my permission to marry her. That came as a shock. I pointed out she was over eighteen and didn’t need my permission, but he ins...sted. I suppose that shook something loose in me and I began to recognise just how much I’d failed Penelope, though I backslid pretty soon after. I was drinking far too much and eating the wrong things since I no longer had my daughter to shop and cook for me.Well, I was heading straight towards losing my job when I had a heart attack and nearly. She gestured again. I swallowed my inhibitions and kneeled down under the bench. When the guy was looking away from the girl, I started to gently rub her leg. Just like the guy, she didn’t look down to see what was rubbing her leg. She started to smile, too. After about thirty or so seconds of silence and rubbing, they both turned around. Without saying anything, their faces slowly got closer together, always keeping eye contact. Their lips gently met. They pulled apart. They pressed their lips. I was very relieved as I walked in to see that Susie looked lovely. She was tall and slim, with long blonde hair. Her makeup was understated and she had deep red lipstick and matching nail polish. She was wearing a long silk kimono, and I could see that she also had stockings and heels.We sorted out the finances and chatted as she showed me into a room that was simply furnished with a bed and tasteful fittings and paintings on the walls. There was also a large mirror on one wall so that I. ”I explained to Colette, with whom I had made tentative arrangements for the weekend. She was most intrigued, and laughed heartily at me wanting to help a pretty woman.“I could be at the flat – in bed – naked – waiting for you tomorrow night. You might be feeling frisky after your evening with another blonde.”“Now that sounds a good idea,” I said enthusiastically, “You’ve still got a key?”She had.Flowers for the lady, and a couple of bottles of good wine, one white, one red, were my armoury as.