”“Sit down,” she said with a chuckle.“Yes, ma'am.”The dark canopy of the night was broken only by the small garden lights that ran beside wh...re we sat relaxing.“So, is this how we're going to do things?” Nancy rhetorically asked after a sip of her wine.“If it pleases you, I'm happy with it.”“But how do you feel about it?”Her tone told me that she wanted a straight answer. She wanted to know exactly how I felt and what I wanted.“Promise not to get upset?” I asked.“Depends,” she replied. “You say. The wind slipped through the gap in my coat and brushed my nipples, teasing and taunting them. I was etching to get into that nice double shower. I got through the door, dropped my bags in relief and made my way upstairs to the bathroom. I took off my coat and lay it on the bed. Then I stopped. I heard something. The shower was already running..why? I looked around his clothes lay, like a walkway, leading to the shower. He was in there, running his hands through his moist and soapy hair, water. "Actually, I didn't know that. I did swim at the gym, butcertainly not competitively -- I wouldn't beat anyone in a race,and everyone there knew it! Maybe I could go to another gym andfake it. I was brought out of my reverie by the job beingfinished."Okay, that's done! Remember, you need to rub oil in your skindaily because it is used to having hair there to protect it. Doyou want the unscented or flowers?" Flowers, of course, he wants to smell nice for me." Rebeccainterjected before I could. Anybody want to join me?"Rebecca jumped at the suggestion, and pretty soon Millie organized a big meal for everyone. The kitchen said it would be delivered in about thirty to forty minutes, and I heard Rebecca say, "The sooner the better."I more or less collapsed on the sofa, kicked off my shoes, and put my feet on the coffee table.The weariness must have showed, because Millie hopped up and tucked a couple of pillows around me, and Rebecca fetched a light blanket. With all that had happened,.