I decide to get out before I change how I look at you. I dry off and put on my robe. I begin combing my long dark hair when I hear a knock at the door... I open it to see of all people you. ‘I didn’t think you’d show,’ I said. ‘Didn’t think I’d come,’ you reply. ‘Come in I was just combing my hair.’ I open the door and you enter the air is charged and I wonder if it’s too late if things have already changed too much or if that’s even a bad thing. I find myself remembering the sight of your. .The day finally arrived. It was the month of November, fog was all over that day. I went there early, he came, I opened the door n let him come in.. He was looking so sweet.. He came in and closed the door and took me in his arms and hugged me tightly. He stud there holding me in his arms for at least 5 mins, we said nothing just were in each others arms. He kissed me on my forehead. I held his hand and took him inside the room. There was no furniture in that house, just a mattress so we. She just asked for ‘a proper kiss’. Another memory shot into his mind. She was in a play with three other women, one a very good looking ash blonde 10 years younger than she. They all had short skirts and fishnet tights on. He had been surprised and amazed that she had by far the best legs, both calves and thighs, of all four women. A drop of lubrication squeezed out of him at the thought. At the same time he wished she could wear short skirts and low heels to show off those wonderful legs. He. Having my doubts removed is a feeling I’m not sure I’m comfortable with, but it’s a big relief all the same.” “I’m glad.” “Me too.” “I bet you are. So now that you are satisfied, what changes?” “Um, it opens the door.” “To what?” “To a meeting.” “That’s right.” Elaine hesitated. “I’m scared.” “Of what?” “I don’t know.” “Think about it.” Elaine did. Probably her biggest fear was losing control. Not just control over herself, but control over.