I'm sure you'll enjoy having a sip from time to time."D grinned as he jokingly said, "You da boss." After a pause, he said, "You should probably go to...the house. That lady with the big braid has all of the other ladies gathered around her right now. You better make sure she isn't a snake oil salesman, or a salesperson in this case, and by the way everyone in there is listening to her."I could see all of the adult women and the girls from the orphanage huddled together when I quietly entered the. She wouldn’t be back to work until the new year.My initial response – I’m somewhat embarrassed to admit – was one of joy. Violet was single! I could make my move! But I quickly had a sobering thought – it dawned on me that if she was taking time off work, she was unlikely to be at the Christmas party the following evening.I spent the rest of the day in the doldrums. I couldn’t focus on my work. At lunchtime I wandered aimlessly around town on my own. I had never felt so pissed off or morose in. Moreover, I could tell from the way she was breathing that Wendy too was still awake and alert. And then this hand appeared. First she simply put it round me, but then she snuggled up closer and the hand began to explore, first up to stroke the hairs on my chest, then down. When she felt my hugely stiff cock she gave an audible gasp. It was mainly surprise, but there was another component, and it was not the disgust I might have expected. She began to rub her fingers gently up and down the. The menu arrived. I chose their salad with goat’s cheese and sweet peppers. She chose salmon and pasta. My usual favourite. I considered my situation. My heart went out to this tiny, determined woman. Perhaps it was because my situation was so similar to hers. Perhaps it was because it wasn’t – I was not overwhelmed with the certainty that I was losing a loved one, only with fear that I might be rejected by someone I desired. “Look, “ I said again, even more carefully than before, “For what.