It was a dark sedan, obviously a rental. She looked comfortable with him. Was there something going on that I hadn't heard about? Nora interrupted my ...hought."I've heard everything about you, how you met Laura and Darien, how you introduced her to Skip, and how your pizza parties were the highlight of the week. I've even heard how you got that scar on your cheek. Tell me, Mr. Oldham, do you have a significant other?"We were moving, and I paid attention to the car I was following until we were. I’m sure you’ll feel the same in a day or so and I have a lovely little room ready for you”Iris would have to be in her mid thirties like myself yet had that confidence of a woman in control. She was wearing jodhpurs and as we came up to the stable yard it occurred to me she rode horses. “Do you ride much Iris?” I asked peering into the stable.“Only a hack round the lanes when the weather’s OK; how about yourself?”“Well, I sometimes get my bike out on a fine day.” I quipped, “How many horses. What I’d give to be able to showher what it’s all about!He squirmed behind the steering wheel, getting a hard-on just from thinking aboutbeing with Marcella’s twelve-year-old daughter.He turned into the alley that ran next to the real estate office and parked in the back,as Dotti had directed. Glancing about, he saw no one. He got out of the car, walkedto Dotti’s back door, and let himself into her apartment.“Dotti?” he called.“I’m here in the kitchen!”Good girl! Thad thought. She’s fixing. Rain on his skin, soaking his uniform as he stood next to the body of the killed soldier. She had been young, just started the training and now she was lying in the mud on the exercise course.The hard knock at the door jolted him out of this memory. Just donning a towel he opened.“What took you so long?”“She just smiled and entered the room, a shopping bag and two pizzas in one hand. “Couldn't decide, the usual.” Casually she placed everything on the small table, dropped her bag next to it and.