It was missing something. It was not wholly satisfying. It didn’t have the thrill I had when I was with your father. I was having sex, pretty good s...x from time to time, but I was missing something.” She made a short pause as if she was thinking of how to say it. “But today when I saw you as you were watching me fucking this guy and masturbating it was there again. You were on my mind lately a lot. I often had fantasies about you. I don’t know where these fantasies were coming from. I imagined. And the bar got even more packed. everyone was shoulder to shoulder, hip to hip, and he was standing specially close to me. i was seated on the bar stool so i had to look up at him, giving him my best puppy eyes as we talked. the bartender came back to us finally and two drinks in her hand and handed him and me one thinking we were a couple. but my BF came up behind us and grabbed both drinks in a rush, so that i would follow him back to the table. but in his hurry he spilled one drink on. “In that ... hotel? I’ve heard all sorts of stories about what goes on in there. What sort of person is she?” In her mind, she was already composing the report that would remove the child from that woman’s care.It was almost as if Sarah could read her mind. “You are totally wrong, you know, from beginning to end. Have you been there, Ma’am... ? No, of course not ... Come in and I’ll talk to you about Mélanie ... Sorry about the mess, my husband went down to the diocese in Montreal and I grabbed. Like there is something more I need to be doing to make me feel better. Do you ever get those feelings in your stomach Cal?”“Callie, I can just think of what your face looks like and I get funny feelings in my belly.“Then when we sit close and talk like this with me seeing your face smilin up at me, I get plum bothered and itchy feelin all over like you said.”“Did you tell Tom about what happened the last time we were here and we got all excited?”“Shoot naw I didn’t tell him, I would’ve been.