"What do you think of the place so far?" "The people are the nicest I've met and the layout is well planned, too. I like what I've seen and the trave... arrangements are so well thought out that I don't even miss my old car." "I've heard a few things about you, Mike, and I was wondering if they're true," she said. "What have you heard?" "Well, for one thing, I heard that you do cross stitch. Is that true?" There was a look of amusement on her face. "Yes, it is." "Really?" "Yes. My grandmother. I tried turning it on and off again, fiddled with it some more,but the stupid thing just came back every time.With this virus, I was at home almost all the time, and was 'training'a few of the new guys with Zoom. This (sort of) justified taking mysalary during the lockdown, so I really needed this computer to work. Iwas stuck - and all my bank stuff on it etc.I called a friend for help but he said he had no idea, but he's used atech who does house calls. Some kid who knows everything there is. "Yes, it looks like it!" I agreed."I thought you might, you know, like Duffy Harrington." she said."Top myself!" I snorted, "No!" we had stopped now, I let her sit on the grass verge to massage her feet and then the rain started."There's a barn," she said pointing, "We could shelter." "Yes, why get wet," I said and I swept her up in my arms, suddenly aware of her sexuality, for the smell of sex pervaded her and my appendage stirred as I carried her to the old stone barn. I fiddled with the door. " Okay. I'll pay you Friday." That'll be good. Tomorrow after school I'm tackling that spare bedroom." That's fine." I escorted her to the door and watched as she walked up the street.The next couple of days were, as they say, 'nominal', you know, hanging around the office tracking projects and sending out progress reports and such.Thursday I came home, said 'Hi' to Lee."Come see this bedroom."I followed her."Honestly, you have plenty of space for all your stuff. Might benefit from a shelving.