I delivered our list to the old flapper and a stack of cards created by my sister. We ended up needing more. My sister had them printed by her friends...at the shop that had printed our Vase fliers and programs and would print her audience attracting gallery poster. The invitations turned out unique and gorgeous. We sent them to all the old patrons except the alderman asshole, all my clients past and present, the literary agent and the staff at the publisher who paid an exorbitant amount for a. Indirectly she invited me to make love with her at the back seats. I was waiting eagerly for the clock to strike 2 so that I can make my move towards the last seat of the bus. At 1 45 I reached there and started waiting for her she reached there as soon as I reached the back seat.I just greeted her with a kiss on her hand; she just started engulfing me in her arms and kissed me on my forehead. She was wearing a black color salwar suit, her top was too tight for her breasts to keep a hold on. Being mostly English speakers, we hung together. Allie conversed with some of the other contestants and I nudged Kate and Wendy to point out Portia Lupino, the Mexican queen of the courts. I have to say, she is pretty damned cute. Kate was scanning the room like she was waiting for someone specific. A young man and woman sat at a table nearby and looked totally lost. Kate got up to go talk to them—in some language that I didn’t recognize. Allie and Wendy both shrugged and shook their heads. We. So I decided to try if he is really a home. After two weeks I telephoned her and asked whether her husband returned from out. She said yes and handed a receiver to him. I talked a little and told him that I want to meet you tonight. He said ok but said my wife will not be at home tonight. It was an opportunity to check and I replied no problem. I reached his home around 5:30pm.He was there waiting me.We both went into the room and sat together on one sofa. I asked him if possible and you have.