.as I begin to remove it…I step back..and look into your eyes I take my time..slowly removing each item you are wearing…and as I remove each piece...��my hands roam over that part of your body…softly exploring it…wanting to know your body as a blind man would…feeling each curve…hill…valley…memorizing it with my fingers…burning the feelings deep into my mind… After I have removed all of your clothes, I hand you a glass of the chilled wine…but before you can drink from it…I dip a fingertip into. The stereo was playing moderately loud. Karen was sitting on the sectional, Dirk next to her, another guy I hadn't seen on opposite side from Dirk. Someone had just passing her a joint and I am sure she hadn't smoked one since high school. As my eyes adjusted to the dimmed lights I could see that Dirk had arm around her, the guy on other side had hand on her knee. Dirk visibility stiffened when he seen me enter the room. He moved his arm from behind her and because she was very out of it, she. He looked like he needed a drink and I figgered t’would be others be needin’ food and drink.”“How much has he drank?” Givens asked, pursing his lips.“Drank?” Clerin said, shaking his head. “A lot. T’be truthful, I ain’t kept track. I been offerin’ food and drink wit’out chargin’ to them as comes for it.”“Eatin’, though,” Clerin said, looking intently at Sir Givens. “Eatin’s a diff’ent horse. T’stew in front o’ him been dere since yesterday. I know ‘cause I replaced t’porridge he never touched. ”Stunned by the length of time, Why three weeks? My asking. As I look at her in complete disbelief at the, three weeks!“Bob, I'll be doing some extensive traveling on business for the next three weeks.” Okay..., so, is that a twenty-one days three weeks, or is there a fudge factor there somewhere? And when does that three weeks start?“Bob, it starts late tomorrow afternoon. I have a flight leaving at six-thirty for Denver.”Wow, three whole weeks? That's a long business trip.“Yes it is Bob. But.