As I packed, Kendra had kept up an almost ceaseless barrage of ill-conceived arguments, railing at me to calm down and rethink my decision to leave. S...e even threw in promises of primo sex to be delivered immediately and with gusto if I'd cave—have to admit that last was tempting. Her efforts in that respect precipitated a case of the raging hornies in my pants, but I was determined to never touch her again regardless of how everything played out in the weeks and months ahead. And yes, friends,. " Hello Sam," replied Phil, not surprised by the greeting, The first few times that Sam had known he was the one on the phone, he'd asked how he knew. Sam had explained that Phil called the same time every week."Any preferences this evening?" Nope," replied Phil. That was his reply every week and represented the truth. He didn't have any preferences."I'll send out Cindy," said Sam, "She'll be there at eight." Thanks," said Phil just before he hung up. The conversation had been identical to. ”I more or less pushed the conversation out of my mind, putting it down to the effects of cosy lighting, soft music and a bottle or two of good wine. However, a few days later, amongst all the junk mail that was pushed through the letterbox every day, there was a rose pink envelope addressed in feminine handwriting and smelling of what I thought was probably an expensive perfume. Inside was an invitation, again handwritten, to afternoon tea the following Wednesday at an address on the other. By day after tomorrow, there will be that many and maybe more. And we’re going to have to stake them soon.“We always used cages in our garden at home, but we can make do with stakes and twine. Three stakes spaced around each plant and driven into the ground, with a latticework of that grass twine Jeff brought will help support the plants’ limbs and will allow us a better yield because fewer of the tomatoes will touch the ground and develop a rotten place on them. Also, the plants stand a better.