Okay, I lost the bet.“And, Henrietta too?” I said. She gave me a look I could not decipher.“Of course,” she said. “John, the past is the pas.... Please,” she said. I nodded, but it was at best a suspicion laden nod.“Okay then, we’ll be coming,” I said.“And the Cabots too?” she said, directing her attention to my bud.“We’ll be there for sure, Missus Grimes. Andrea and me owe everything to your husband. Whatever we can do for you folks, we will, I will,” he said.“Well, thank you for that,” she. He had nothing against the idea of settling down and having a family; he was just not ready to do that yet. He had far too many other things to accomplish before he could take on the role of husband and father. He had come close, once, to the idea that he had met a potential mate, but as their relationship continued, she had become more and more impatient with him and devastated by the image of her being considered an "old maid". After an evening of unpleasant words, she had issued an. "What's the use of showing her the pictures and leaving it at that? How is she going to know that her game is up unless we tell Bruce? If we don't, she could easily find a way to wiggle out of this. There's no payback in that."She sighed. "You're right. Well, you know him better than I do - what's the best way to tell him?" I'll call him in the morning, tell him I have some urgent information for him, and that I need to see him as quickly as possible. You arrange to meet with Lacey in the. I think I pleased her more than she had expected. We both lay there softly talking for awhile. Then falling asleep in each others arms. After our nap, we got up to shower. The shower became another playground, soaping and rinsing each other off several times.After showering together, we got dressed and I made her breakfast, we had a long talk about what happened the night before. She told me that she was tired of all the “boys” she met who just wanted to bed her. They either came up short or.