“It’s still a go as far as Joyce is concerned. It’s going to be a nice warm day tomorrow and we’re both free. If you are how about we met you ...t Sears at the usual time?”At ten o’clock the next day she and Joyce were coming out the rear entrance of Sears just as I pulled up. Sandy got in the front and handed me her cell phone. Joyce got in the back seat of the truck’s crew cab, said hello, and I drove away.It was awkwardly silent as we drove to the back entrance of the state park that was. “The last I heard, she was happy where she’s working. I don’t know if she would be willing to give that up to come to work for us.“Unfortunately, she also has a boyfriend named Charles Stafford. On my last visit to Kottle, she introduced him to me and I got the impression she was extremely interested in pursuing a long-term relationship with him. He treated me in a way that made me think of him as a stuck up, self-center, egotistical ass. However, he didn’t act that way when he was around. It was hot outside, I could see the sweat shining on his bare chest and I licked my lips in anticipation of tasting him. He was at the door in no time and I felt my juices wet my fingers as he entered. He paused in the doorway, his dark hair falling across his eyes as he stared. A slow smiled forming on his lips. He set his bag down on the couch and ran a hand through his hair. My breath caught. That one simple gesture made my insides clench. I licked my lips again. He moved until he was. I released her and she slid back off the chair and stood up behind me. I reached up and pulled the clay from my eyes. I looked around. No one else was paying any attention. Thank goodness, no one apparently had any idea what had just happened. Stephanie chuckled, leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Yum, yum, what a good appetizer before dinner." I looked back at her. On a sudden impulse I whispered back, "Maybe I need a good appetizer too." She laughed, tossed her head, throwing her long.