I said sure and we went into their Apartment. She sat in the hall side by side for sometime and watched TV. At 10.30pm I got up and sat I am feeling s...eepy, I will go and sleep. She said thanks for spending the time and while I was going I asked her can I ask you one thing. She said sure. I went near her and hugged her hard and she didn’t object nor she encouraged and said I Love you and left the place. I went and slept thinking of crushing 36dd between my hug. As soon as I thought of it blood. Is this is what shock is? I just can’t bring myself to speak and share the humiliation that has taken place with these seemingly nice people. Sometime later I hear a noise approaching and two golf carts come into view. They are packed with people. I see a park official driving each cart but the rest of the seats are filled with paramedics and police officers. They look uncomfortable with all the gear on their laps being cramped onto the small vehicles. Anything larger would never fit on these. Reaching into the shower, she twisted the valve to turn on the hot water, then stepped back. Facing the mirror, she reached behind her back and undid the heavy and utilitarian bra and peeled it off. Finally, she pulled off the plain and functional cotton panties and examined herself in the mirror.She liked what she saw. She wasn’t a teen any longer, like her young friend, but she thought she had held up well. She was five-foot-seven, an average height, she thought, and still slim. She twisted. And none of it – or them – seemed ‘right’ to me. Even though he’d died almost 5 years ago, I still felt a great loyalty to Harry. Though I knew he would want me to get on with my life after his death and find someone for companionship, I had not yet found anyone even remotely interesting to me in such a way. Until now… The man sitting across from me – Rolf Henderson – was not at all what I would have thought I might consciously desire in a ‘relationship’. He was obviously a gentile for one.