"Let me fix that for you Jenee" Hank said quietly from the doorway, Jenee whirled around almost falling "Hank, when did you get back?" she wanted to s...ream and cry and rage but most of all she wanted to run to him begging him to hold her tight, but she didn't. Hank took the tea pot out of her hands "I got back last night, why don't you sit down while I fix some coffee or would you prefer tea?" Jenee blurted out "coffee, coffee would be fine, yes, coffee sounds good."Hank watched Jenee while he. " Janis said. "James could introduce you, there's lots of older single men there." "We'll see. Coffee?" Janis asked closing the subject. A couple of days later Janis had just returned from her daily run, she was just towelling herself down when the doorbell rang. She opened the door and James was outside. "Hello James." "Hello Mrs White, how are you?" "Good thanks, please call me Janis. Jesy's not home she's gone shopping with some girlfriends." "Yes I know." James responded. "It was you I came. It’s just that I’m a bit shy what with my period and all that.’ ‘Don’t be,’ I said, ‘he understands. I was a bit worried the first time he did it but he’s very considerate.’ I laughed, ‘After all, like I said before, it’s in his interest isn’t it, that you enjoy it. Then he gets to do it again. You might not like it, I don’t very much and he doesn’t do it to me but you might mightn’t you. Just think of that lovely piece of flesh filling your bottom, stretching you, sliding back and forth.’. She gave me a good smile. “Hi,” she said. “I was hoping you’d be home soon. Do you want to help me paint my nails?” Yes, this is where I opened my mouth and finally told her that she was an inconsiderate bitch that had no respect for boundaries, that didn’t know how to do anything but take advantage of her looks and was single-handedly setting the women’s movement back ten years and, most of all, I hoped to never see her again. I opened my mouth and said, “Okay.” She smiled and did a little.