" She smiled—a wide smile that could have illuminated the Eiffel Tower.When they were seated in the dining car, they ordered food and wine from the ...mall menu. The wine was brought directly, and the food followed in short order."Good service," said Harry as he laid his napkin across his lap.Céline huffed. "In my experience, if food is arriving quickly, then it is prepared before and zapped in the microwave. Good food is like good love. It is taking a long time to make."Harry already had a. Originally enough, I announced my arrival: “Honey! I’m home!”Brenda turned to me, smiled, and raised her face for a kiss, which I provided. “How did your night with Linda go?” she queried.“Not exactly as you predicted. Actually, it went even better than you predicted. How was your ‘date’ with Ben?” I replied.“Just about as I expected. He is an asshole, a lousy lover, and a ‘minuteman’. All in all, what’s not to love?” As she saw my mouth open, she hastened to add, “And, he was merely a lousy. "Good morning Miss Frolic," she meekly spoke to me. "I hope you don't mind that I am here visiting again. I so enjoyed my last visit that I just had to come again." I smiled thinking of the lecherous series of events that had occurred during the first visit. I had coerced her into posing nude for many of the brochure pictures. She had participated in a number of 'other' activities here during the first visit. (For details, see the previous story "Kelly's Farm Visit")"Well, Kelly! How wonderful. As we watch her going about her business, we hear her introducing herself in a tired sounding voice-over. “My name’s Florence Dillon. I’m a 57-year-old theatre nurse from Cardiff ... And ... I want to have sex with a dog.”We cut back to a shot of Florence standing with our host outside the hospital. She talks to him, but can’t help but keeping on looking down at his big beast, fighting off a smile every time he moves or makes a sound.Dennis leans in, very friendly, “Alright my dear ... Why.