“I can hardly wait,” she told him sincerely. Chapter Thirty-FourThey had made plans to meet in town after work, eat something and maybe see a mov...e. But a little before closing time at the store Jane got a call from Peter: his boss, who was supposed to take the night shift, had some kind of family emergency and had to go home, so Peter was going to have to stay at work until closing time.“Oh, you poor thing,” Jane commiserated. “A twelve-hour day!” She thought for a moment. “You won’t even. She chose to say "read," instead of "memorized," which would have been a much more accurate description. "The ones that Doctor Boswell does not keep for her school are sent to the local schools and colleges." I've never seen a computer monitor that big," Terri said as she stared at the big screen, the screen saver featuring a view of the Retreat obviously taken from somewhere near the top of the mountain. "Wow, what a beautiful picture."Selina smiled as she looked at the screen. "Mr. Wainwright. I savored the building anticipation of the drive home, knowing that this enforced waiting only made the eventual satisfaction even sweeter. And it did!But once I was home the house seemed a cold and empty place, since Sally herself was still out in the garage.That was easily solved. There was plenty of room for my easy chair and a reading light. And she didn't seem to mind at all if I seemingly ignored her a while in exchange for a good book — as long as I was there keeping her company. I could. I could see that his penis was pushing out hard against his slacks, and I figured it was what my ex-husband called a "piss hard-on."My husband left me over nine months ago for another woman, and I was not really keen on men at the moment, to say the least. When we were together, we had a very active sex life throughout high school. But for the last six years of our marriage, that sex part had been missing, replaced by constant arguments and fights. I missed the sex part of our marriage, but not.