.The next morning Chloe sat at the Main Street cafe, on one of the outsidetables with a large white umbrella covering. She wore a nice white onepiece ...ress with her hair done up in a single braid over one shoulder.She glanced at her wrist watch, nearly five minutes past nine, where ishe she wondered. Matt's not one to be late, she mused as she lookedaround the busy street fronts in front of and then back beyond, storefronts stretching out to the horizon."Oh hello there, dear sis," a voice. It was a relatively cool day for mid-April. He was watching the ducks and other birds play. She smiled. Her used-to-be man always had liked the birds, especially the ducks. She lost the smile. This meeting, impromptu though it was, was for all of the marbles—well—maybe. She approached him from behind.“Hi Julian,” she said. My head snapped around.“Ava!” I said. “What are you doing here?”“Saw your car as I drove by. Figured you might be kicking back, it being Sunday. Marian?”“She’s at home. So,. I was going wild with just his soft pulls and pushed him away lightly, resettling my breast in my bra. ‘You’re getting a bit impatient, love.’ I pushed him backwards until his back hit the back of the seat. ‘I’m not done with you yet.’ I lowered myself excruciatingly slowly as he watched, and settled my face over his cock. I let my tongue lick my lower lip and he tensed, holding his breath. Leaning in, I breathed hotly over him, warming the head of his cock with my breath and his head fell. “You took that from a book, did you not?”“And more.” His eyes bored into hers. “Every path you have trod, through wilderness, through war, has led you to this road,” he said, absolute conviction in his voice. “Become who you were born to be.”And suddenly she was falling to her own knees, grabbing him, holding him tightly to her, pressing her body against his, kissing him with every ounce of strength she had. “Oh Tony, my beloved, my darling, of course, of course, of course I will marry you.” He.