I ate here often and knew all the wait staff. Tiffany sighed and picked at her wet shirt again. "Screw it. No clubbing for me tonight. The apartment I...stayed at today doesn't have a clothes dryer." "My house is just down the street and I have a clothes dryer. I'm really not a perv," I hastily added. "I'm just offering dry clothes. I've got a robe you can wear while your clothes dry. I just don't want to go home and think about you sitting here cold and wet and maybe getting sick or something. If the answer was yes, then I figured I didn't love her." You're crazy! What the hell kind of answer is that?" I asked when I finished laughing."I'm serious! Hear me out. I don't mean cheating. If she did that, then it's goodbye forever. I'm saying that if I found another woman attractive and her husband was willing to swap, would I do it? Would I share my partner? If the answer was yes, then I knew we didn't love each other." Okay, Bill, I have to ask. Did you ever share your girlfriend, or. She sipped her drink. She looked at him, ‘This is perfect, I love it but you know I can’t have it.’ ‘Yes you can, it is non alcoholic. I called the nice folks at Captain Morgan and told them your problem. They promised to send me a non-alcoholic version. It is a secret. I can hardly tell the difference. Ginny looked at him, ‘It is perfect.’ He stood her by the bed as he undressed her. He hung her suit in the closet in the group of clothes to go to the cleaners. Her blouse went in the delicate. It had been an amazing and sometimes frustrating journey from the time I first came into close contact with Carenza, until the moment when I could no longer hold back my feelings for her and I summoned up the courage to tell her I loved her. She had made no reference to our age difference or any other obstacle that might exist between us, she had simply said, ‘I know dear Robin, I have known for a long time, and if you wish to fulfil our love, then know that I love you and want to give myself.