She led me to a stairway and we went to the top level, the fourth floor. She said she liked this apartment because there was no one above it and it wa... on the end so there was only one adjoining unit that shared the kitchen/dining room wall. It was great for privacy. She gave me a quick tour. There were two bedrooms, full of girly stuff, two bathrooms, the same, a living room, kitchen and dining area. We went back to the living room.“Have a seat on the couch. You want a cup of coffee or. Still worried that now I had something to lose, I may just do that and end up back in jail to complete the last ten years of my original sentence.I was finally convinced late one night as we drunkenly lay outside by the pool. He, very philosophically for a pissed old man I thought, asked me what I would prefer. "The chance of maybe thirty years or so of blissful happiness with the woman of your dreams? - Or the feint possibility of another ten years in prison if it did go tits up?"No contest. Yes... no... Terra, come back, we need to talk.”“I never left,” she said softly, still stroking my upper legs. We were back in the field of violets. It was getting harder to breath... and even harder to think.“Terra,” I tried to say firmly, “this is wrong.”“Why?” she asked. Then she said something that caused me to freeze in total amazement. She looked into my eyes and said softly, “I love you.” I gasped and she added, “And I know that you love me.”“What do you mean?” I asked from the fog my. Brian Flemming had the reputation of being one of the friendliest guys in town."Brian," Martin smiled and shook hands and slapped him on the back, "What can I help you with?" I came to get some new drill bits," Brian said, "But you know me, I always enjoy looking around at all the other tools in here. Have you gotten anything new recently?"Martin grinned, "Right this way, you're gonna love this new saw. It just arrived last week." And the two of them headed over to where the saws were.