Now she was somewhat alarmed. Self consciously, her left hand moved over her bush, only partly concealing it.“Jim..I-I..don’t think I can!...#8221; she said, a little breathless. “I mean..I never have. It’s been only George..” He opened the gate and stepped into Linda’s yard, pulling off his pants as he approached her. “Linda, it’s seems like a long time since my wife left. And no one will ever know…” Now he was in front of her, hefting. I recognized it as Adamaris, sculpted by Donna Jean Mayne. I took a moment to admire the beauty of the Spanish Moss patina finish the artist had created on the surface of the bronze figure, sitting and dipping her fingers into a body of water. The artist’s first series, Dono Dell’Acqua, is my favorite. Each figure performs the simple act of testing the waters with her fingers or toes. The bronze statutes were inspired as a reminder of the precious gift of water, and that our survival depends on. This way we can talk over pricing and credit rates, and get to feel each other out some more." Sounds delightful," I said, then laughing, "especially that feeling each other out part."We left in my company car, a ploy on her part to bring me back to her company after lunch no doubt, and the restaurant had to be her boss's idea. That it was elegant wasn't lost on either of us as the hostess seated us surrounded by plant life in a secluded alcove, the white linen table cloth with a setting for. It was probably a safe bet that our classmates wouldn't understand Lily's being my sexual slave, since even I didn't. It seemed that both Lily and I wanted to keep it quiet: me because I wanted to avoid unanswerable questions, and her for God knows what reason - I was quite confused about that. Lily insisted it was a huge honor for her to serve me, but the only people I knew of that she'd told were her parents, who might never meet me again, so where was the honor coming from? Girls are.