The only good thing about where I was was the breeze that swept through the room. That and the view, that is.As luck would have it a middle aged black...woman was sitting opposite me. She was probably in her sixties, pretty, short and rather plump, with a nice gap in her front teeth which is supposed to indicate sensuality or at least naughtiness. She was wearing a knee-length pale green dress, an old, functional number she probably wore all the time.The array of shopping bags around her. We made straight for the cabin, and once inside we got the fire started as the first priority. I called Marjorie over and said to her, "Well My Lady I am going to introduce you to the most important place in the home." I took her hand and led her into our bedroom. She had never been in it before."Oh! You have a Queen sized bed. How wonderful, a wardrobe and dressing table! Real comfy!" she said and threw her arms around my neck and tumbled me onto the bed, "Lovely and soft also!"She just. The match went as expected and we had a few beers and a good laugh it was a top afternoon but it was about to get better. With about 10 minutes of the match left Zara came home, she walked in with 5 beers and said hi to the lads giving them all a peck on the cheek as normal. ( I knew this was so they all got a quick view down her top, one of her usual tricks, the kinky bitch,).My 4 mates ( Andy, Carl, Tom and jack ) all know Zara and knew what to expect. But like me hey were about to get a. It was then that I started to get frenetic about my work. I flung myself into it, taking on more and more. That's why we lost touch with each other." In those years it was almost like three strangers in one house. Your father with his business affairs, me with my conferences, seminars and field trips, and you with your studies, all of us so busy we didn't have to look at the problems that divided us." I tried to make sure you never knew my feelings for you. You were going out with girls, and I.