Her name was Sheila. She told me that she wanted “company” and also a good massage. Her husband was out of the country and she was alone at home.I...could not go that day because of job constraints, but I made it to her place on a Saturday with all the oils needed for a proper massage. She was a 36-year-old woman with a nice figure. She was a little fat at her hips and had big boobs. Her plump boobs and nice ass got me crazy at the first sight. She was very happy to see me. I generally take gifts. I do miss...” She trailed off.“There you go, dear. Mark what I say.”From there, Helen walked briskly into town, bought some basic supplies, entered the library, and scanned the shelves in a desultory sort of way.“Helen?”She jerked round at the sound of a male voice saying her name. There, in stained jeans and a navy-blue guernsey, was Geoff Billings.“You’re looking good,” he said. “Happier than the last time I saw you.” When she didn’t say anything for a few seconds, he went on, “I admit I’m a. 'Hello angel one, sorry we cannot be together today. Will you be all right; it is the first week since it when we haven't spent time together.''Well it is less fun just talking on the phone but at least this is better than nothing, just hearing your voice is a big tonic, ' she said.'Since you've got a free Friday night what have you got planned, a quiet night in talking to a friend by phone or are you meeting up with your friends and going out somewhere?''A bit of both actually, I am talking to. I suddenly had an impulsive desire to go to the shop and buy a cucumber. If i couldnt have Barry in me, id have the next best thing. I told the cabbie to spin up the shop, jumped out and went inside. Now it was at this point i realised that i had no cash whatsoever, and my debit card would be empty until next week. Fuuuuuuck. Immediately a debate sprang up inside my head. I was left with two choices. I could sneak out of the store quite easily and walk the last five minutes to my house. Or i.