I left at 4AM.I never told Johnny what transpired (he had a big mouth and this wasn’t that big a town) it must have encouraged him because he buzzed...around her like a gnat whenever she came in to shop.Her lessons and guidance allowed me to formulate a code that I think has served me well and I have used my whole sexual life: I consider a woman’s vagina as an intimate portal, when you kneel between her legs you should do so as a recipient of a gift, a type of communion. Be grateful and attentive. I do have one brief awkward moment. I have to ask them, “I have a bit of a problem. Normally I wouldn’t dance with any other girl except for my date unless the girls ask my date if it is ok. I do not want to give you girls a reputation, so I am not telling everybody that you are both my dates. What am I supposed to do?”Dahlia fields the answer, “That is simple. Unless we are dancing with you, say yes. We give all the girls permission to dance with our man.”Carol nods her head in agreement. I. "Gone to the shop." I was sure it must have been him spying on me. When he returned I watched him closely, but he gave no sign to confirm that he'd been watching me. Determined to make the most of the last day, we packed sandwiches, snacks and a flask and walked the perimeter of the island, making our way down the paths to the beaches, wildlife watching, discovering the ruins of cottages. We sat and ate lunch on a rocky outcrop at the far end, the waves lapping softly below us. It should have. I live here alone, in the very back room."She seemed afraid to talk to me, and I needed her to relax and accept that we weren't the enemy."Please relax. No one is going to hurt you, Margarita. This is my house now, and this is my very special friend. We're going to live here. You have nothing to fear from us."Then on a hunch, I said, "Did Mr. Fornier hurt you?"Her eyes grew haunted, and I knew we'd struck a nerve. "It's Ok, Margarita. That evil man is in jail for the rest of his life, along.