"Now, we're late to meet my boyfriend, so we have to go. We'll see you in school, Monday." Bye, bye," said Nadia. "Thank you for helping me. You were ...o nice." We don't all have such a wonderful boyfriend," said Maria, smiling."He is a very good boyfriend," said Nadia, smiling brightly at the two girls. Then she grinned. "I love America!"Maria looked sideways at Ruth, new respect in her eyes. "I bet you do," she said softly."Come on, Ruth!" said Nadia, bounding on her toes. Her breasts bobbed. ” That fucking did it and I tried to get at her but the girls restrained me. “Whoa!” Rhonda lifted her hands, palms forward in the gesture of keep back, I mean no harm. “What the fuck?”“You sent me that picture!” She looked astonished, confused. I fumbled in my bag, found my phone and opened the offending picture. “This picture. How could you?”Rhonda became very calm. Her demeanour somehow calmed me. “I didn’t send you that picture.”“Well, who the fuck did then?” There was a shout from the bar. Yes, I want to see more of that. It’s very arousing.”I said, “I need to tell you something about myself and about my late wife that Penny doesn’t know, but may influence her and her actions a lot for the rest of her life. Julie, that was Penny’s mother, was clinically diagnosed as being hypersexual. She was in less polite words a nymphomaniac. I have leanings in that direction, as well, but even I sometimes struggled to keep up with her.“Being hypersexual meant that both of us had an intense. She still seemed okay when I went back in and kissed her again. I told her loudly and dramatically enough for everyone to hear, “Sweetheart, I missed your sweet lips so much while I was gone from your side!” This brought moans and groans from some, but Tabby looked at me adoringly and smiled. I grinned, winked, and told her, “Don’t let anyone tease you, Lover, they’re just jealous of us.” That brought a cackle of laughter from Tabby, which made it well worth my effort. I hadn’t heard her laugh.