Just before she started to rise out of the swirling river waters, she spied the old knight squatting silently nearby with his axe at the ready in case...they had unwelcome visitors.“Thank you for guarding me, sir knight. I hope I am of more scented appeal to you now.”“You would appeal to me even if you were covered in the river mud, my lady. It has been a sizable passage of time since I have bedded a female of your good looks and fair nature.”Rowena rose up out of the water and bent over the. We talked, he complimented me and provided a ton of assurance that we could just go with the flow when we met. Honestly, this young cub of twenty four behaved with more sense than the ass clowns three times his age! You see he was young but he was a gentleman and he never stopped being a gentleman towards me. He proved to me that he was worth taking the risk.So on a blustery Friday evening, he drove from his town of Uppsala to the south side of Stockholm to meet me. We initially met at a. "It's all about being gentle and patient." But I could make things right for Zoe, couldn't I? "There, there." I stroked Maggie's hair. "Last night, you say?" I wandered into the family room and picked out a photo album. "Do we have any pictures of Zoe?" Yes, from a couple of years ago. Here, I'll find them." Maggie took the binder from my hand, put it back, and then selected the correct one. With minimal page turns, Maggie found the pictures. It was a family shot, of Natalie, Peter and Zoe.. Complete with six- inch killer heels. I got up to ask one question during his panel, to get his attention— jacket off. At the end of the day, I collected my things and headed for the hotel bar and restaurant. He managed to find me a few minutes later.He actually was not a bad-looking man, with his six foot one frame, deep tan, smooth chocolate hair, and sky blue eyes. After some small talk, during which I wasn’t really paying attention, he asked what types of things I enjoyed for fun. I rattled.