Lunch with Kittens. Eyes hungry for Riis. Only quick word so far - hi, you okay? Like that. He stayaway? What for? Road open, light green, Riis. Drive...this way. Kittens talk much, duh. But cheer me up. Putdown Een, kid me -- better off in turkey free zone, Zee go. I act little sad, smile brave. Head up, yno? (See better that way.)All day, I no talk Riis, cept how-do. Study hall, he come late, no seat near me. Catch eyes cross room, time to time. Smiles. I melt, hope no show.But today I first. “You’re kidding, right? When?”“When I changed, in the bathroom.”“That’s crazy. I happened to sneak my piece in my towel.”My mouth went hysterically agape, and said, “Hide that shit! Hahaha. Be discrete.”She looked at all the windows, and the stairs, but said, “I can’t. Too nervous.”“Pussy.” I said, giggling still.“So jealous. I bet the jets feel—““Wonderful? Yes, yes they do.” I said, laughing my ass off.I laid back against the jet, and sighed, loudly. She kicked me straight in the. Her legs were fit and trim, well developed. He assumed from that that her bottom was, too. She was wearing a simple white blouse gathered at the waist with a black leather belt. When she moved he could see that she had nice sized breasts, at least a c-cup, and while it may have been her brassiere, they appeared fairly firm. All in all, she was an attractive young woman. There was something special about her that, well, he couldn’t quite define. She was working on a lap top. She was paying very. I think I will ask her out again, and I think I will accept the offer of her bedroom. >, >, >, – – <, <, <, ‘Baby, these last two months have been fabulous for me. You are a big part of that fabulous feeling. I owe you. I love you.’ Fall weather kept them from Sunday brunch on the patio. The den would host them until spring. In another month or so it would be cool enough to sometimes light a fire. Both Laura and Dan loved that about winter, a burning fireplace on a cold day. .