As it got later, I felt Rose’s hand brush my knee under the table in the dark. At first I didn’t think anything of it, being in close quarters as ...e were, but it soon became obvious that it was intentional. I moved my hand down to hers, and there was a silent communication established. I immediately felt very strange, this was my friend’s wife, after all(!), so I didn’t really do anything other than acknowledge her advance and silently let her know that it was appreciated. Not long afterward,. No sooner had I done this that he turned aroundin bed and deeply kissed me, growling, "We haven't finished yet darling."Without thinking I opened my thighs to welcome him in as he swivelledaround and came on top of me and I gloried in feeling his dominant weightpressing me into the bed.His mouth took possession of mine and his hand moved onto my breasts andagain pinched and stroked my nipples, before moving his moth down to myleft one and sucking it in his lips. My girly hormones were bursting. “Don’t go away.”I knew she wasn’t about to leave. She was for sure on a mission, probably a mission on behalf of her boss, mister rich guy. I helped out the young bucks down at the other end of the bar, and returned to the war zone.“So, what does your boss want? I hope it’s not forgiveness; I’m fresh out of any of that as far as the two of them is concerned,” I said.“As a matter of fact, it’s not, at least not directly,” she said. Now I was intrigued.“What does ‘not directly’ mean?” I said. I. What could I say to a cancer victim that wouldn’t sound trite or worse an insincere platitude? I told her I was sorry to hear it and had no idea what she had to go through. The reply I got back from this woman, whose name was Eve, was certainly unexpected. Eve informed me that cancer had saved her life. Now, I really didn’t know what to say except an astonished, ‘how.’ Eve went on to tell me she had been a hopeless agoraphobic who had not left her house for years. Trapped by fear, if she.