. grande." Alright, that will be $4.15."Peter passed over some of the counterfeit money he had commissioned, andtook his change and coffee over to his...table. While he appreciated thesubtle flavours that real coffee had to offer he leafed through an ad-filled free "newspaper" that he had seen walking in. This seemed likethe perfect souvenir to take back with him. He was so engrossed in hisreading, that he didn't notice someone sit down across from him."What year are you from?" asked a gruff. She pulled in a huge breath through her nose and exhaled a sigh of relief. Her body went slack like she was in complete comfort. “thank you”, she whispered. “Hey, Im a man with a young, pretty naked woman in my bed laying against me and you are thanking ME”, I responded with a chuckle. “So you don’t mind, I mean I was kind of bold and presumptuous”, she said. “Well you know neither one of us felt we had to have a filter when conversing so why should that apply physically” ?, I said. “When I was. "I've missed you terribly." Her hand smoothed down my arm until she gripped my hand. It burned with need.I reached for her, and we embraced. We spent the remainder of the week in her bed.My return home was no happier than when I had left. I was stronger. My path remained uncertain, but fraught with fewer pits. Mother had helped me face one thing, but it was not the important one. I did not forgive her for betraying her maternal trust, once again, but I understood it. Understanding it, I had. .. what do you call it?... strobe lights going, but she swore the woman was you!" Me?" laughed Angilee, walking over to pour another cup of coffee so she would not have to look Terry in the eyes. "Wow! she must have a great opinion of me, to put me into such a wild story." But that's just it. She hardly knows you. Why would she make up such a story about you?" Who knows? You know how kids love to shock adults. I mean, maybe something like that did happen and maybe the woman might have looked.