“Would you mind signing here, please,” he said in a slow and deliberate manner, handing Melissa the electronic pad and pen.Melissa put the parcel ...n the floor and took the pad. She signed it and handed it back.The UPS man turned to leave and walked down one of the steps before turning back.“Do we know each other? You seem – familiar?”“You seem familiar too,” repeated Melissa almost immediately. With hesitation, she added, “But I don’t think we have met. I would have remembered the tattoo, it’s. Jon, was a guy that I had met on a popular date site. We both chatted off and on a few times and swapped some pics, even had cyber sex couple times. Jon was very bicurious, my heigth and size, white guy, he was married to a 5'1" Asian lady. She had coal black hair small tits, but an ass that was small and tight, she had chatted and cybered with us, the last time, she was on a trip and was messaging me and her husband seperately, controlling the conversation and all three of us getting off. . Most young ones were. But two years on, she still lived in the croft where she’d grown up. She came close to explaining herself to Donald, the fisherman. Returning from a trip on his trawler one day, she jumped ashore and turned to throw the docking rope back. ‘Donald,’ she said, ‘when I touch this island, it’s like home rising through the soles of my feet. The soles of my feet and then up.’Donald carried this story to the pub. ‘She’s a strange spirit altogether,’ he told his friend Angus. ‘A. ”“Where does it hurt on a girl?” Adrian posed a question.“Well, women are weaker than men in general, so anywhere really. The whole reason we kick you there is so you can’t retaliate like we know you will.” Riley began to root through the fridge. After a moment she brought out a box of leftover pizza from the night before when Alison did not feel like cooking.Adrian did not pay much attention until she opened the box to reveal that only one slice was left. “Hey, wasn’t there half a pizza.