’ Jennie laughed, and the woman, who told Jennie to call her ‘Rosa’, said: ‘What a lovely laugh!’ Then the ceremony started, and, as he was ...eceiving his sergeant’s badge, Sammy cast a loving glance at his Mom, and was instantly surprised to see Jennie Salton sitting with her. Sammy approached the two women, who were waiting for him. Rosa had insisted that Jennie wait with her. ‘Two beautiful women to see me get my sergeant’s,’ he said, smiling broadly, and enfolding his proud Mom into his. That was what I discovered at a club in Paris a couple of years back, a club that no longer exists. For no good reason the club was called La Plage - the beach. It was the early part of the evening, and people were milling around the bar, chatting, having a drink, looking around. I noticed this woman who was in her mid-forties. She was striking, but not in an overtly sexual or slutty way. Neither skinny nor plump, she was fairly tall, and had an almost ethereal look, as though her mind were. I run my hands down her leg. Sitting back I start kissing and licking her calf. My hands caressing her legs as I slowly lick my way up her leg. I bite her inner thigh as my hand rubs against her. One hand resting low on her stomach as the other slowly rubs against her slit. My thumb going up and down. She is so wet for me right now, her hips arch up as my thumb continues to rub her outer lips. “Fuck me Ann….please fuck me.” I hear her moan. “Yes baby.” I tell her with a sigh as I kiss the top. But not to worry, Grant showed up the next day—today—to clue me at lunch.“Yeah,” I said. “Lance told me this morning at work: the 29th of June, right?”“Yes, and you’ve got to be in it, the wedding,” said Grant. I gave him a look.“No, but give my best to your daughter and her young man,” I said.“Look, Lee, she’s not doing things right, but if you give her a chance...” he said.“A chance? A chance for what?” I said.“A chance to be your daughter,” he said.“She’s a Hardy not a Wyatt. You know it,.