I was recently retired and wanted something to keep my mind active yet not that demanding. I had an idea that I thought would make a good story, but k...ew I didn't have the skills to write commercially so typed it out on my computer intending family only distribution.I shared it with my eldest son; he suggested I post it on an online site. The story could be read for others for free and I might get some feedback. Though he did suggest I convert to Times New Roman font. I thanked him for his. He took a chance. "Come for the weekend? There are two guest rooms. I still have my own room and I can cook, so you won't starve. I don't know what plans you had, but there are none of us on call again until Wednesday, and we don't even have to be in again until Tuesday, so it's a three-day weekend. Your choice, no pressure, but I'd welcome the company, both of you." I'll come for a swim, sure," said Becky, "but I have plans for later that involve me and Billy being somewhere private, with a. "Jarod sits back up smiling at her generosity, caring for people no one else would even give a second thought about. "I most certainly approve, I'm a little jealous I didn't think up the idea first, but I'm sure I would've come up with a feasible solution to your plight." Jarod's smile broadens at her light laughter coming threw the phone. "So, are we on for dinner?" he asks again, just to make sure. "Oh most definitely, as long as I Don't receive any more flowers." "All right, no more flowers.. On the hunt for Sex in the Red-Light Area Luckily most of the guests at the Premier Inn had now checked in so when we both went down through the reception area it was again deserted except for the receptionist who only acknowledged the door key being placed on the counter. There were a couple of people in the car park but most were only interested in heading for the Beefeater restaurant. One young couple did take a second glance, the guy’s eyes nearly pooping out his head. It’s not often that.