It's definitely him.But he was two feet too short.The same nose. The same eyes.And ten years too young."G-good morning," said the boy. He even sounded...like the one she knew. Sincere, on edge. "How can I help you?"Renee stumbled one step back, mind numb."Lady?" The boy made as if to reach out to her, but froze before his hand passed the boundary of the doorway. "Are you alright? Can I help you?"I'm not a lady, she thought automatically, something that finally pierced the fog of her. The pretty blonde teacher loved the old black man's Jamaican accent. They talked about a number of different topics when she realized that the hem of her dress had ridden up her firm thighs and was now showing the old man quite an expanse of smooth white skin. He kept looking over at her and her legs while he was driving. Miriam knew that she should push her hem back into place but she decided to give the driver a show. She scooted over to the far edge of her seat near the door so she was now. So I sucked it up and dropped in, but I was ready to leave."Oh, Liane. I'm so glad you made it. Isn't this fun?" I looked up at the person to give them a snide answer, but when I saw it was Jean, my boss, I held it in. She was all decked out for the night, wearing a royal blue velvet pantsuit with a plunging neckline, and diamonds dripping from her earlobes. She actually looked kind of sexy, but I was in too bad a mood to really notice."Do you need a refill?" she asked, looking at my. ‘My darling Penny. I left this for you to read after I died because you will no doubt hear a few things that will surprise you. I havee no idea what those things will be but I want you to know that in the last few years of my life, I have found a man who has opened me up in so many ways and showed me things which I had no idea existed. He is a wonderful man and I love him dearly but we could never be together. Suffice it to say, we make use of every moment and are totally happy together. .