His hands began to stray on her body in a touch she welcomed.He’d begun lifting her T-shirt when she pulled back. “No!” she said abruptly.“Mag...ie—”“Not here. Morris...”“Yeah.”“My place,” she said breathlessly. “Let’s don’t be obvious. You go out and finish up or whatever, and then I’ll go through the lobby and say good night and all. I’ll get my car and pull out and head home, and you leave out the gate. I’ll pull off by the bridge and wait, you can follow me. OK?”“Sure, great.” He was still. I finished up my bowl of cereal and then headed upstairs to take a shower myself. I needed one after the night and morning that I had.I stepped out of my clothes and into the hot shower. I let the water run down my back, relaxing all of my muscles. It did not take long for me to become full relaxed. I swore I could have fallen asleep I was so relaxed. I closed my eyes to take in the warmth, thinking about the things that had happened the night before.I don’t know how long I had been in the. “I’ve never seen you here before. I come here all the time with the girls.” The explanation seemed rote. “It’s Tuesday. We always have cosmos on Tuesdays.”I nodded at your still half-full glass of chardonnay. “Not you.”“No,” you murmured, dropping your gaze down to the table. “Not me.” Before you could become lost in your sadness again, I captured your attention. It was easy to draw you in, and you wanted the attention badly. I made no mention of your willowy beauty. Interspersing my jokes with. "Is that who I think it is? Your old girlfriend all cozied up with the politician from hell."I nodded my head in the affirmative and we started to organize our thoughts on the likely candidates in the great state of Alabama. I told him that Birmingham and Montgomery were out of the picture and he agreed it had to be one of the brothers in south Alabama who was working the scam and blackmail racket with bored housewives and disinterested husbands.He started calling some of his old.