They looked like bite size samples rather than typical deserts. Amber said she was going to get some desserts so Diane and I offered to go with her....On the way out to the deserts Diane said she had to run to the ladies room and asked if Amber wanted to go along. She said no, that she was going to see what was on the desert tables. There were several tables set up along the wall, from the center doors to the back corner. As we walked along the tables the lighting got a little darker and made. With cute mouth nose and slight belly.That day the weather was cold and we were returning after dinner. She wanted a nigh cap and I had some wine and whisky. She came and had two large whisky and 4 glasses of wine. I was playing some songs on laptop. She said she wanted to dance. We started dance and she suddenly put her hands around me and pressed her bubs on my chest. I slowly started moving hands from waist to her butts. She slowly was moving her hand from all round my back to my butt also.. Something unheard of in the strict sensibilities of this welsh community. What was said after that she neither knew nor remembered….except that he was a commoner.. a simple miner….troubling yet had he been gentry she would have known him ….and still he would have been a bandit. Spring turned to Summer without another report of the highwayman. The couple been seen by those of no consequence together on horseback in the tormentil hills of sawgrass…or when she could slip away on the wide hard sand. ”“‘Oh Hazel... ? Can you help me with this pole?’” Lara whined with dramatically lewd emphasis.“Shut up! That’s the lamest thing I’ve heard, since—Well, whatever. And I didn’t realize you stopped by Alice’s for a movie on the way home. Is that where you picked up that line?”Lara sniggered.“And no, she’s not into me,” I continued. “I just like her name. And I don’t call her Hazel, besides.”“Is she married?”“I don’t know.”“Wearing a ring? Pictures of dudes in the house?”“Lara, for fuck’s sake..