The act of leaning forwards to reach down had loosened the towel around my waist and it fell to the floor... Mrs. D still had a kind of blank expressi...n as I shot upright when the towel fell. I covered myself up and she said in a playfully accusatory tone that I wasn't behaving. I was so engaged and enthralled by her bra that I just knelt down and kept stroking the material. She just kept looking down at my hands like she was making sure I was doing a good job. Then I asked if the pattern on. Even so, it is curious to watch it on its journey to the sea.I sometimes wonder if it gets there any faster than I do of an evening. A tidal river never really flows in a straight line though. There are eddies,little vortices, the ebb and flow of the tides. I could stand and watch theold river for hours. This was the river that flowed past as London burned,giving of itself to help quench the blaze. This water is heavy with the passingof ages, a grand venerable old river, and I was privileged to. Melanie's dad took me aside and gave me a tour of the house as the caterers cleaned up after the party outside. Afterwards the five of us sat around in the spacious living room and heard the last of the caterer's trucks drive off. Melanie and I were both feeling a bit bewildered, wondering what would happen next.We sat around and chatted. The conversations stayed on current topics, no one appeared to want to broach the subject of what had happened four years ago. Melanie's mom even asked me. She took it in her tiny, soft hands as I stood before her and felt the thickness as she tried wrapping her left hand around it. With her right, she hefted my heavy sack and balls as she licked her lips. “It must be nine or ten at least,” she whispered, “my boyfriend wasn’t nearly this big!” I let her think she was in control of the situation as I thought about how she’d used the words ‘taken’ and ‘fantasy’ for a reason, and how I’d see if she was really ready to be ‘taken’ like she thought. I.