Getting old is much too lonely. Seen from outside I have no reason to complain. I've got friends, and my children visit me often. My days are filled w...th activities, so why am I whining?It's because of the long, lonely nights. Alfred, my dear husband, died ten years ago, bless him. He was such a devoted lover that no woman could have wanted for better. His eagerness made me stay slim and trim through those dangerous years after menopause, where most women put on extra layers of fat, and the. "She probably is," he said glumly, trying to get his mind back ontrack. "I wish I could hear what sort of lies she's telling right now." How'd you like to do just that?"Jeff smirked. "How? Turn invisible and just sort of stroll over?" Not now, you can't, but how about tomorrow night?" Saturday? What's happening then?" He didn't recall any party going on,and Lord help _anyone_ who threw a party and didn't tell _him_ aboutit."Sue Ellen Kilroy's having a pajama party at her house. I know for afact. I was getting a little tipsy and Peg and John had disappeared . I was looking around for them when Matty came up and said I think they ditched you laughing and said I get off in a half hour if you are interested. Jake wont get off until around two so we can do what your wife and John are doing if you want. I was feeling bold but I was concerned that maybe I wouldn't be able to preform being that tipsy. Well it wasent a problem. Matty is about our age and her husband is younger than her . . High alertI watch the monitor of the camera feed from her house. I see her looking around for me, this makes me happy, she wants this as much as I do. I know she’s left off her panties, I see the excitement in her face. I wait patiently on level three for her to arrive, she should be here in just 15 minutes…Anxious…I pull into the parking garage and head to level three. I look around, I’m not scared, but anxious. Scared and excited at the same time. I pull into my spot, next to Mr. James’ Range.