After all these years we went out together and I never met her because you thought it would imply commitment, and now here I am introducing you as my ...ife, and Isabella as my wife. She may blow her top." No, she won't, Ebenezer. I spoke to her on the phone and I told her to be nice to Isabella." She paused as she thought for a second. "Mind you, I didn't tell her to be nice to you. I just assumed that she would do so, but I may be wrong if she regards you as a serial womaniser. Oh, dear. Well,. We pulled into my appartment complex. I pulled around over by the pool. We got out and went in thru the gate. There were only two younger, shorter guys playing around in the middle of the pool. We selected a spot with a huge umbrella and pool chairs. I took off my shirt and layed down. Joyce turned towards me and let her towel fall.I almost had a heart attack. She was wearing a pink bikini top, 90s style, the triangles were huge like 9”x9”x9” and it looked small. Her pink bikini bottoms wer. That time, they devoured one another in victory celebration at the confirming of their defeat of their loneliness. In the morning shower it was a sharing of sensuality. It began with their flesh pressed together, nude, in the waking bed. It heightened as the lake chilled them in their nakedness. They swam together like Adam and Eve, the sights and sounds of the forests enlivened them. Finally, the warmth of the shower touched new nerves. The act of sex was the final engagement of their senses.. “Thanks.” She smiled, still holding my hand in surprisingly warm fingers. “I don’t suppose you have the time, do you?”Even under the dull lamplight, I swear her eyes twinkled and gleamed.“As a matter of fact, I do.” My turn to grin.She squeezed my hand, "Good," then let go. “I hoped you would. It’s not often I come across a nice polite young man like you.” She drew on her cigarette. “Handsome, too,” she added, smoke filtering from her mouth as she spoke.“So,” I said boldly, having mentally.