"Go get yourself cleaned up, I'll take care of this," he told her.Still sobbing she negotiated her way to the bathroom. Ryan gathered up the sheet an... took it down to the laundry room, he started the washer then went back up, got a fresh sheet and made the bed, he also sprayed the room with Fabreze and opened a window, her ass was near perfect but her shit stunk.She was in the bathroom for nearly an hour, not so much from necessity but from her shame, finally she slunk out, with head down she. It was with this mindset that I ventured out of the little hotel where I stayed. The evening was calm and to me, the air held some eerie promise. I was gazing at the canals when someone said next to me, "Enjoying the view?" Indeed," I said, "it is my first time in Venice." Really! And what brings you here?" I looked at him fully in the eye; he was young, but not so young as not to have some experience. Actually, with his looks and his extroverted way, he might have tons of experience."Nothing. " You read them?" Well..." Like 'em?"The phone rang. Stupidly, I answered. It was my wife. "Yes Linda." Good morning—hungry?" Yes." I saw Maggie's tongue lick swollen lips. She began to slide across the bed, her red lips heading straight for Beau. Beau pirouetted and strained to meet her warm mouth"Well, Roger and I were thinking that meeting in about an hour would be nice."Maggie's mouth closed over Beau... "I could eat a dozen pancakes", she continued.Ah the warmth. Complete. " Think it'll all pan out?" It has to," she said quickly."I don't know how you think you're going to do it," he commented innocently.Judy lurched guiltily, then snuggled against him, ignoring the clammy coldness of his skin. "Just be the best damn real estate agent in town." And how many hours of work is that going to take?" he asked. "Judy, I want you with me as much as possible. We don't have much time together left."Judy stiffened, angry. His defeatist attitude rankled. He was talking as if.