"Probably," I said. I was serious too.She beamed. "You make me feel so good!"I just stared at her. Any other woman would have told my mother I was bei...g a pervert."Too bad this isn't a topless lake," she said, her eyes twinkling. "I could really give you a show then." Oh man," I groaned. I actually covered my eyes with one hand for a second before I realized how stupid that looked and jerked my hand away."I shouldn't tease you," she said. "Look what happened when I teased you last night."Her. …and boy do I have a vivid imagination.I’ve needed some plumbing work done on my kitchen sink. My kitchen is large with granite countertops and a sizeable island. Walter, the plumber, is a tall, well-built man in his late-40s with graying hair and blue eyes – a total looker. I’ve thought about him since his first visit to give me a work estimate.When Walter arrived on the first work day, I was sure to wear a short silky robe to greet him at the door. My hard nipples under the robe didn’t go. You willbe pleased to know that you will be our main course atour Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow.” Uncle John made thesame pronouncement to each of our Thanksgiving maincourse.She looked with horror at us. “OH GOD NO!!! PLEASENOOOO!”Uncle John turned the crank and the part of the tablewith her head on it slowly lowered. She was in aninverted position. Aunt Ethel put a pan under the headand smiled at the girl. Uncle John walked over to thegirl and with a quick slice cut the. She pulled off the top to reveal a crystal bottle of perfume.“It comes from Grasse, a city in southern France which is supposed to be the center of perfume making. Not that that stops other cities from claiming that they are the perfume center of France. This is a traditional perfume. It reminded me of you when I smelled it.”Carol hugged him hard, her eyes shining with tears in the dim light.“Just don’t think that makes up for you leaving me without sex for two weeks. You’ve got a lot to make.