I had seen his wife around the hotel, and she was easily one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. She was in her late-40’s, but looked no ol...er than her teenage daughter. She had flowing blonde hair that framed her perfect face. Her eyes were pools of deep blue, her soft red lips were inviting. She was petite, and constantly wore 4′ heels, which made her magnificent legs all the more statuesque. I did not admit it at the time, but there were several times through out the day that I. She would be moving to Denver to be closer to her daughter.Dan told her he would be back in three days with a certified check and the title to his car to finalize the deal and take the trailer and truck. He told her what he planned on doing with the trailer which surprised her. They shook hands and both she and Dan thought the deal struck was a fair one.On the drive back Dan and his father discussed what needed to be done to the trailer. It was obvious where the examination chair would go. Dan. The way she looked at that man earlier, with a panic stricken face before running was very indicative of a situation regarding domestic violence, but not as if he was the abuser. Mike doubted that Jennifer would be involved with someone twice her age. Mike tried to recall the courses he had on domestic violence and how to gain the trust of the victim, but to be honest he couldn’t remember any of it. He vowed to look back over his notes from his domestic violence courses so that he could be. " She thought a moment. "Listen, Eric dear, I love to swim at night and look at the stars, but I don't like to be alone in the pool in the dark. Would you be able to come over and keep me company? My husband doesn't share my appreciation for late night swimming." At nine o'clock, I will go to my bedroom and change clothes. Could you come over and sweep the pool ... just at that time? Then when my husband comes home at 9:30, I will feed him his late supper and you could ring the doorbell ... I.