Grandpa had tried to brew his own beer in the cellarbut had only succeeded in blowing up the cellar one night and waking all theneighbors. Grammy said...bootleggers were less dangerous than grandpa. Whengrandpa suggested he could safely switch to making wine Grammy suggested hefind a new house in which to do it. So that's how Grammy had been and in mymemory of her she had always been. Everyone loved Grammy. A lot of k**s whowere of course not related to her called her Grammy. She was just that. The quickest of the waiters ushered her over to the table andpulled her chair out, all the while grinning from ear to ear. Shemeanwhile captivated me with those eyes and that easy smile as I stood upto greet her with a kiss on both cheeks and I breathed in her soft,feminine scent."You don't need me to tell you how fantastic you look, but I'll say itall the same," I said.The next few minutes were spent with a little small talk and ordering offood. At last the waiters left us alone."I was sure. Sumtin' I should know be'er than t' do, as old as I am. He claimed yae as a friend and a lass as was simply tryin' to get along as best as yae can, gi'en what yae are. I should know be'er than to assume all Bloody Hands are out lookin' fer mae blood in particular."So I find yae here, on the shores of mae isle, foolish enough to go do battle with the Evil Eye himself, holdin' a debt o' mine," he told me as he squatted down to look me in the eyes. Suddenly his glumness turned deadly serious and. But you manage to get your own back and jump at the chance, its my turn to make you blush, I guess, hehehe you tease. We make arrangements to meet in a wine bar half way between where we both live. I pull into the wine bar car park, already tingling with excitement. I see a car pull up beside mine. The driver looks at me, with a cute, cheeky smile looking hot and sexy. I send you a text is that you? A few seconds later I watch you answer your mobile, you look at me, smile and nod. My eyes light.