I saw small children playing in the filthy streets and even inside the limo I could smell the stench of sewage and decay. One of the twin's cell phone... rang. I think it was Paul who answered it and handed it to me. It was Quanta and I immediately switched to French to speak to him. I laid out what had happened and the quick actions I needed him to take before we got settled into the hotel. I also told him to check his mail as I had sent ahead all our measurements so that we wouldn't need. I didn’t see anyone so leaned toward her and kissed her. She didn’t pull away like I expected her to. Instead, she put her arms around me and kissed me back. When we pulled away from each other, she turned and walked away from me. I watched her until she was out of sight. I went class, and anxiously waited for my last class to end. I found Tamara at her locker and we hurried outside to my van before anyone saw us together and I drove to her house. ‘My mother isn’t home,’ she told me. ‘She’s. Unfortunately a few months later my wife decided to get away from me too so now I had a house in the UK and one in Donegal, two grown up children who regarded anywhere not London as nowhere, a wife who preferred her Samba teacher and an old BSA A50 motorbike that didn’t go. I work from home a lot, and working from home, from Donegal was ideal sometimes.There was a knock at the door. Standing there was the most beautiful dark haired woman with an Irish Wolfhound for company.“Can I use you phone?. As I proceeded to the cafeteria to fill my cup, I was lucky to find that same girl at the vending machine! This time though, my eyes would notice more of her. Her legs and calves were fit, indicating that she must have worked out well to keep them so.As I slowly lifted my gaze, my eyes would fix themselves on her tushy. It was pear-shaped and wide, just below the hips. The fat at those right places accentuated her curves. All I could think of was moving my fingers over every corner of that butt.