She’s clearly talking about you. “What’s up?” You ask.“Are you single?” Oh, Damnnn. Did this girl ask if you’re single. Is she really di...ging you? She’s a fine blonde woman and you know she’s got a nice ass from being behind her for so long.“Yeah, I’m not seeing anytime rn.”“Oh. I meant are you single as in you have no one else with you.”“Oh. Yeah... I’m by myself.” Well, that was embarrassing as hell. At least there wasn’t a crowd around to see it. You can see the receptionist giggle a little. “Bottoms up, and no heel taps,” he said, and down his throat in a twinkling went the glass of Armagnac, the brigadier s brandy of choice. I emptied my glass much slower, and he had quaffed another before I had fully finished mine.“You will be making for England, home, and beauty, no doubt, English?”I explained I was returning to Livorno, via Marseilles, and then asked him where the Foreign Brigade would next be deployed. His answer, ‘Cueta’, utterly surprised me, which he saw plain as day on my. I kill cereal almost every morning."They both shared a laugh, and Quinn let her hand touch his arm as she laughed at his joke. She wasn't sure how far she could go with this scenario, but she was willing to talk a little more.“So, besides stalking ladies at the gym, what do you do for a living?”"Well, I am semi-retired. I retired from the Navy last year. Sometimes I will pick up some contract work, but I live the retired life most of the time."“Must be nice.”“You know it is sometimes hard doing. " Nor can I. How do you want to play it? Drive up here that evening or wait until Friday morning?" Do you know what I'd like? I'd like you to take me to that lovely pub again and then I want you to bring me back here and make love to me. I long to wake up in the morning with you next to me. Can we do that, Mark darling?" Yes, my love. I can't think of anything better." Goody! The other thing is I'd like to go over and spend some time with my folks. I haven't been home to Yorkshire since.