This was a serious connection. I was shocked when she finished her lunch, and with a sudden look of confusion, said she had to go and left.A few days ...ent by and I was once again eating my lunch alone in the park. I began to feel as if there were someone behind me and turned my head. There she was, as captivating as ever. Her suit was 40% business and 60% "I'm not afraid to be sexy". And she definitely was sexy. She looked embarrassed. "I'm sorry I ran off so suddenly the other day", she said. “Your meatloaf was as good as my mums. She likes lots of veggies, in hers as well.”Bobby agreed, telling him that mine was better than Martha’s, but don’t ever tell her he had said that. Ron laughed, and we chatted amicably. Ron helped me clean up again. We all sat on the veranda with a drink and waited for the dew.When Bobby said it was time to go, I grabbed the water bottles, and we trooped off down the paddock. He got the tractor with the baler going and headed off. Mark drove the second. And you went through the trouble personalizing them for me really turned my blood hot when I noticed." Would you like to smell the real thing?" Teresa asked in a strong half whisper."What do you mean?" I asked, not daring to believe what I thought I heard."Come over here silly." Teresa returned almost like laughter.Not wanting to seem too eager I waited a while before I slid off my luxurious creaky cot and crawled towards Teresa, laying sideways in my former bed. She pulled back the covers. I smiled. I then pushed all the empty beer bottles in a big trash bag. I turned to pick up some empty pizza boxes. Richie was lighting candles around the house. Trying to disguise the cigar smoke and beer smell in his parent’s house. His Dad moved across the state, to find work. He saw him about one day a month. His Dad was working two jobs. I had met him a few times at high school functions. But I never met Richie Mother. We just seemed to miss each other any time I saw Richie.I.