" She said with a nod Sheila's way. "Those boys arebad ones. They're always here, mucking about, frightening the girls.They got banned last year for p...nching stuff. They never learn.Stupid gits."The woman finished doing her stuff and ambled off again, just asSheila came back with the ice creams."There we are, get your face into this."We ate in silence. The food area gradually went back to normal."Um, Sheila." Yes, hon?" Didn't you worry about your continuing health when those boysstarted and. Soon, my love, soon. Just then I hear a groan of pleasure from one of the men on my left. They are enjoying my show. Good. So am I. Letting myself breathe for a moment, I turn and once again straddle the chair with my back to my audience. I grab the back of the chair and start to rub my still covered fanny on the back rest of the chair. I hump and grind myself on the chair, swaying my head back and forth as if to further entice my lover beneath me. My orgasm is very close and to stop now might. ”“Funny, when you were here the other night you ordered an espresso. I must have gotten the drinks confused,” she answered.“I’ve never been in here before,” I said.“You’re good but I’m psychic,” she said. Not another Mrs. Prior, I hoped. “You don’t have a man’s aura about you and Maizie exudes love for you. You are the woman who told me about Dag’s funeral. And I’ve got to thank you for that. He was a good man and I miss him every morning.”“I don’t know what to say,” I answered. “I’m James. He dropped the dead match and tore the last match out of the cover, lit it and managed to get the second cigarette lit before the match went out.“College man are you, G2? Goin’ to the library to work on your Master of Liberal Arts degree?” The men laughed. G2 grinned and nodded. The library. That’s where he was going. Sam tossed the empty matchbook on the ground and G2 picked it up. There was something about it that he needed, though he didn’t know what it was. It was important. He would find.