We got back to my sisters place, I said my goodbyes and drove home in my shitty car, with 10,000$ to pay some bills.Some days later my sister called m... at work, she told me she got the tape and that I should stop after work by her house. We ate dinner and I played with the girls for a while, it wasn’t so awkward as I expected, after we put them in bed, we went to the kitchen to talk.Kathy served us a couple of drinks, she was telling me about how many bills she had paid, I did the same.“I got. There were a couple of other women in the cafe; professional types between meetings, Collette imagined. Behind the bar a woman, the owner Collette assumed, stood supervising two male baristas, while a third waited at tables. He came across to take Collette’s order. Collette, struggling with her decision to avoid pastries with her coffee as a way of making sure her qipao got no tighter, finally asked for a black Americano.As the waiter went back to the counter, Collette felt she knew him from. It’s his scent that drives the fight from me, and I let my head rest against his chest. I feel his heartbeat reverberating through his chest, and I actually pull him closer to me, snuggling into the dirty folds of his tracksuit top. I think he’s taken by surprise, because he hasn’t responded, or given a sign of any type. Looking up at him, I smile. There’s a conflict taking place within him, because he’s all too aware of the intentions implicit in my actions. His heartbeat and breathing. ” “It’s a bit personal.” “Chuckles.” Elaine grinned and typed, “Well, it is! Aren’t you guys supposed to instinctively just know exactly what a girl wants without her having to say? It’s so embarrassing.” Elaine wasn’t sure if she was being playful or just honest. She bit her lip. “You are adorable.” Elaine blushed crimson, her fingers tingling and beginning to tremble. She wanted to ask, ‘Why?’ Instead she typed, “But it’s true! Aren’t guys just supposed to know what we.