”Lynn returns looking radiant. Her cheeks are flush from the combination of alcohol and sexual arousal.She kisses her husband, “I’ll see you. Do...’t worry, I won’t spend the night.” She lowers her voice and tongues his ear, “I know what you want.”“Ok Derek, I’m ready.”She locks one of her arms with the older man’s and they head for the elevator. They walk in silence. His hand drifts to one of her globes.They stop at an alcove. Derek puts his arms around her and kisses her. She readily responds,. After what had happened after the gala, no sooner was Sue out the door than my mind was filled with all kinds of images of what she and Francis might be getting up to at the shelter.From my own experiences there, I knew that in reality Sue and Francis would have little time for flirting or any kind of love games. They’d be up to their neck in cooking, washing dishes and all the other tasks to keep the shelter running smoothly. But that’s not how I saw things in my minds’ eye, as I pictured them. "What is wrong? Was the song a poor choice? Or, was my voice too harsh on your ears from the years of neglect and disuse?" No, child," the angel smiled. "It is simply a joy to hear you sing once more. For a moment, when you sang, I remembered how it felt when I was your Papa. The song was wonderful and your voice heavenly. The feeling is gone now, but I do remember that you made me very proud, Christine. Your voice is truly a perfect instrument in every way."Embarrassed, she turned away and. She moved to the aisle and while I got down a blanket, she moved next to the window leaving me in the aisle seat. I didn't complain or comment as I sat down spreading the blanket open and draping it over her. Since I was wearing dress blues, I wasn't really chilled."Thank you kind sir." Her voice was soft, inviting and arousing."It is my pleasure, M'Lady," I mimicked her old world manner.Again, we were silent. She clutched the blanket close around her and gazed into my eyes. I began to feel.