I admit, I was a little tipsy, knew I shouldn’t be. I am helping out at my girl friends party at the lodge, in charge of the coatroom. I led this fi...e young brother, bout in his late 40’s to the back of the closet. I’m in my early 50’s and am NOT by any means looking for love in this stage of the game. I haven’t had a good tongue lashing in a while, and since he offered, I’m gonna oblige. Laying back against somebody’s grey wool coat, I hoist my form fitting dress to my waist, pull my panties. Harriet and Tony were left alone.“She is doing it again,” Harriet sighed. “Please believe me that I did not plan this. I had no idea that you were in London. You don’t have to stay if I make you uncomfortable.”That last sentence came out with a little sob at the end.“Harriet,” Tony answered, “I am uncomfortable. I am uncomfortable because I judged you wrongly and caused you additional pain. Also, because I was not there when you needed me.”“Tony, you mustn’t blame yourself. Anita told me how. Throughout the day Michelle felt like a schoolgirl getting ready for a date with the quarterback. Sure, she tried to rationalize it, she tried to see it like an adult, but every few minutes her thoughts started to circle around what might happen, her big, blue eyes went to the clock on the wall and counted the remaining minutes, her hands wandered over the clothes on the shelves, trying to pick out something to wear that was classy, elegant, sexy but not too sexy and just something that was an. There were mugs on the table, each with a black plastic funnel affair, from which the aroma was rising. Filter coffee. Say what you like, filter beats espresso hands down, in my opinion.“White or wholemeal bread, David?”“Wholemeal, please.”A plate, bearing a thick sandwich, was placed on the table. “Sit! Eat! Don’t let it get cold!”“Yes, Ma’am!” I saluted as I obeyed.By half-past eight, we were dressed and out on the road, having agreed that we would each ride our own machine. I didn’t say.