Nobody ever said anything about my penis before, ever, not that I could remember. I wondered just what she did to me on the beach with that crowd watc...ing. I couldn’t imagine. “Oh GAWD!”What a strange day that was. Girls were coming up to me and grabbing my arm, holding me, then talking to one another, not me. It was like I was a statue or something. I was so happy to be done and on my way to work. I always did very poorly with the social politics.At work they were still joking about the day. “Oh, I’m sorry, I was thinking about something I saw last night,” she and stood aside.I smiled and kept moving towards the lift to start my day.I was excited to get back to the hotel and see if she was around,the room was clean, bed perfectly made, shower cleaned up and his desk was tidied up. The envelope was empty; my note was still there though…”It was nice seeing you last night…” That’s what I had written. I picked it up. I noticed that there was writing on the other side. It read, “I liked. But it is going to heat up some, over a hundred is the prediction,” I said.“I don’t care; I like the heat,” she said.“Me too, I’m an old desert rat from way back when,” I said. “I used to dream about the heat when I was in prison; it was always so cold in there. Part of our punishment, I guess.”“Hmm,” she said.I noticed a small group of young people: a couple of kindergartners or maybe first graders and an older girl. Siblings, I supposed. I had a thought, a random thought.“Marian, see those. " Oh, I will. One thing I get is that you're quite a bit more delicate than you want others to realize." True," she relied. "But I think everyone is like that. You've shown me tenderness I didn't think was in you ... Kirk also."He pulled into the parking lot of Bauhaus Towers, found a stall and turned off his engine. "I took the precaution of packing an overnight bag," he said. "Would it be overly presumptuous of me to bring it in?" Not overly presumptuous," she replied."Just presumptuous.