Once we had gotten back to her house we decided to have a few more drinks, we were drinking a whiskey which her deceased husband my godfather had love..., she started to reminisce about him and told me she was feeling so lonely now her daughter had moved out and she would probably never want to re-marry, after a while she started to ask about my life and whether i had a girlfriend, i told her i didn't and she started to ask more personal questions, like had i been sewing my oats whilst travelling. Heworked in a factory and went home to his motel room right from workexcept for once every week or so when a woman would show up at his motelroom, stay for an hour or so, and leave. You don't have to be a memberof Mensa to know what she was there for.I showed up in my favorite red dress with the low cut neck so that thelace trim on my red lacy bra cups showed.In my large shoulder bag I had some super glue, a curved upholsterer'sneedle and thread, lots of cotton wadding, some surgical tape. "Kathy looked at Megan and then to Jim. "Last night? Ah just what is she talking about?"Jim was about to speak when Meagan started to explain. "I slipped on the kitchen floor last night, and I must have pulled a muscle, and daddy rubbed some really special cream on me and now I feel better."Kathy could hear something strange in Megan's voice, but didn't realize just what the special cream was that Megan had referred to. "What was that sweetie, what cream?" Oh I don't know, something like blue. . ?" Antonio Miguel Eduardo de la Hoya Alverez, at your service!" he said in a thick accent, bowing and handing her the flowers. "Or just plain Tony, if you like," he said grinning.Gina smelled the flowers and thought back. Tony was a hunk in high school, she remembered. And he'd polished his act immensely since then. She found herself strongly attracted to him.The pair went into the bedroom. "We'll have to call a Center and have our circle re-established. He pulled a small portable v-phone out.