We all stood there for a few minutes. The two girls looking between me and Jo, me looking at Jo, and Jo looking at anything else but me. "Look I don't...have time for this!" I cried throwing up my hands "If you're done ignoring me, then meet me on behind the bleachers at the school stadium in ten minutes." I walked away, letting my words sink in, before turning around to face Jo again who still had her back facing me. "And for the love of god, leave your 'Bodyguards' behind." I said putting air. Could it have been only three weeks since I held Cecilia as I swam away from the sinking Costa Concordia and taken the identity of Robert Burns? I smiled as a vision of Cecilia came to mind. I touched my lips thinking about our farewell. Had it been a dream?Between the end of the hearing and getting on the chartered jet, there had been a very busy 24 hours. Leaving the courthouse, we met with the Staples at their home for a tearful farewell and to pack the girl's few belongings. The Staples'. She accepted. However before she came in, she insisted on taking off her boots so as to not dirty the carpeting. I got an immediate hard-on. As she stood there taking off her boots, not the bad weather kind but rather a kind of dressy pair, I was pleasantly surprised to see that she had dark-colored, nude toe stockings on, rather than socks. I get very turned on by women wearing nylons and blue jeans. We then proceeded to sit down in the den.Rather than tuck her feet under her as many women do,. He is in the ochre room." Thank you Iggy," says Rosa surprising Carlos with her informality. And when the rich gentleman bows before exiting he is gobsmacked. He acts like her servant rather than the other way around. "Please meet me at the base of the stairs," she tells Carlos. "I must extinguish the candelabra." I can do that," Carlos offers."Nonsense. I can negotiate this little maze of a library in darkness. I'll be a moment."Then she kisses him. Her soft gentle lips linger a moment. It is.