Chuck opened it and invited me in. Then he pointed to the sofa indicating that I should sit there. Again, I perched on the front edge.“So Georgia; h...w are you?”“Fine thank you.”“Have you been practicing what we discussed?”“You mean the getting myself off and saying ‘Priapus’?”“Yes Georgia.”“Yes I have.”“Since you were last here, how many times have you done it?”“Difficult to say, I haven’t kept a count but it’s probably somewhere in the region of 100 times.”“ONE HUNDRED. Wow Georgia something. “Sure I can,” I answered. “Oohh, I need you to wear a suit. We have reservation at Michaels Surf ‘n’ Turf for a late dinner,” he informed me. Wow, Michaels was the only 5 star restaurant in town and it usually took weeks to get a reservation there. “No problem, I have a suit. I’ll be ready at seven,” I told him. “Great Clark, see you then sweet man,” he said hanging up. Damn, I sat there thinking he must have connections to get a reservation so quick and that was a very expensive place to. I stepped out of them into her arms. "Then heaven help us, Janice Lee Griffin, because I love you and I intend to keep you forever." I pulled her almost nude body to me and kissed her. She melted into my arms as a clap of thunder echoed in the background.I felt her shiver. "Thunder scare you, baby?"She shook her head. "No ... Dan ... I've never ... I mean ... No man has ever touched me..." Jan, I love you, baby, and sex has nothing to do with that. We don't have to do anything. We can kiss and. It was a detailed drawing of a black swan flanked by two white ones withreeds and cattails rising from the water beneath them. Jenny asked thewoman if she was a painter or if she was just going to keep it as adrawing. The woman shook her head and told Jenny neither. She said thatit was the tattoo she was going to have put on her back when she got itjust the way she wanted it.She put the pencil down and reached across the counter and introducedherself as Ann Kirby. Ann it turned out had switched.