“That’s it Scott. My name is Katie and I’m your nurse. I’m going to be looking after you. The doctor will be coming to see you soon, then if s...e says it’s OK then we’ll see about a nice cup of tea.”“Thank you,” responded the still dazed Scott. Katie had a nice kind voice and she smelled nice. She was wearing a soothing perfume. What was it? Something familiar that reminded him of something in the garden at home. Oh yes, that’s it, Lavender. It was a gentle, comforting smell. He tried to squeeze. ”Noelle smiled, “Thanks, Charly. I appreciate you being so nice. I’m going through a shitty divorce and I sort of ran away from home to have some time to think. But I’ve had enough of being alone and was craving some conversation. I figured you’d have mercy on a fellow redhead. I promise I won’t talk about my ex, politics, or religion.”Charlotte thought it was ironic that Noelle was in the same predicament as she was and figured maybe a conversation with this chatty woman would be more. My already semierrect penis grew little bit. I boldly walked the remaining distance to the rock and personally handed her the underwear. She was gazing all through. I returned to the water.She washed my under wear and then entered the water on the farther side from me. I was watching. She even removed her petticoat with back to me (and there was a quite distance between us) and applied soap and put it back. She suddenly called me. I went there. Her sop had fallen into the water and she was not. Lobster bisque to start with, too salty and not redolent of chunks of lobster; a salmon steak to follow, with sorrel sauce. The sauce was good, but the fish was overcooked. I should know better than to order fish in anything but a seafood house. I drank a bottle of undistinguished chardonnay, an Ontario wine from Hillebrand Estates. I looked around, wondering if any of my colleagues were eating here. I saw no one and breathed a sigh of relief. I decided to have a cognac in the bar, and moved.