”“Is it just me or was that an absolutely wonderful night?”“It was for me.”I held her tighter and felt all of her against me.“How does ‘...t’ feel this morning?’“It’ would like to pee.”“OK, let’s go.”She helped me out of bed and led us to the bathroom. She turned on the shower and stood me up in front of the toilet and gently aimed me at the toilet bowl.“Go ahead Mick. I won’t miss.”I went. When I was done, she shook me and then stepped back and into the shower.“Come on.”I stepped in with her and. ” She said as she held out the glass for the teen. The chaise was wide enough for the both of them even though it meant that their bodies were in direct contact. They drank a couple margaritas and the innocent flirting started up again, only this time it was quickly becoming not so innocent.“So, what about you? What are your plans? I mean you’re single now. You dating?” he asked while sipping his pussy juice rimmed drink.“No, I think I’m so over the whole marriage thing. Dating is a giant pain. Brother El fixed them both a plate of food in the refectory and they carried their plates to the rooftop garden of the monastery. Wesley had noticed how quickly the tower had cleared after the service. They saw only one other monk in the kitchen.“Where did everyone go?” he asked.“Home, mostly. There are only four of us who live here. Our priest comes here from Trikala. Next week he will conduct services at Roussanou. They have a larger residency, but we attract more locals and tourists for. I thought I would let Mandy report back, so she would be expecting it. Should I phone or just send a message? I didn’t know what was the currently-accepted practice. I called her the next afternoon and she sounded happy: breezy and confident. We agreed to meet at eight at a bar on the seafront.“Long fair hair, red leather jacket,” she said when I asked how I would recognise her. “Sitting in a corner pretending to use my phone.”So she intended to get there before me. Confident indeed. And.