"What is going on? Linda is on the phone, she is still at the hotel and needs a ride. Did you leave her there?" Tell Linda to get a ride home from Cha.... And she better go to her house around the corner." Mom had a troubled look and I know she had questions, but I started up the mower and walked off. Later as I was getting around to the front Linda came walking down the sidewalk. Her nose and eyes were red, I guess she had been crying, well so had I. I kept the mover running and yelled "Your. “That’s okay. I would do it all over again. If I had the chance….” she said, hiding her embarrassment behind a smile, aware that she might have been a little too presumptuous. A deep sigh and a forced a smile, the cogs inside her head turning tirelessly, imagination flirting with curiosity, the corners of her mouth curling in an expression of feline calculation, a sexually neglected widow searching for the right words, looking for anything that would persuade him to come to the Brandling Club.. . in bed!”In a gesture of intimacy, and something that my wife had not done in a very long time, her finger tips continued to tenderly trace circles on each of my butt-cheeks. I wanted to enjoy the moment and yet had so many more questions for her. “Soooo…. “, I tried to choose my words carefully, “what happened tonight was not just a culmination of recent events… and not just FOR tonight?” I cautiously asked. “You want to continue seeing him?”“May I ask YOU a question, first?” my wife asked. Kitty liked to show off this way too, but it was super sexy seeing this other girl doing it. ‘Hi, I’m Kitty,’ she greeted the customer. ‘Hi, Kitty. What a cute name!’ the blonde enthused. Just then Kitty had an image of herself purring like her namesake while this hottie stroked her head. ‘I’m Misty.’ ‘Oh, I like your name, too.’ It reminded her of fairy tales and magic. ‘So, what can I do for you, Misty?’ She pronounced the name lovingly. ‘Well, for starters, I need a ticket to Miami,’ Misty.