He grabs a towel from beside the bed and wipes them both off. Laying in each other’s arms, so happy and content, Abbie says, “Tim, that was wonde...ful. What made you so ready to move forward this way now?”Tim thinks for a moment, then replies, “Abbie, I have wanted to for so long now. Then after that mishap, I was worried I would not be able to. But wanting you so this afternoon, I knew I was ready. And I think, in part, that being able to see your face the whole time helped me reach this. I even had to make the cups of tea as she found it hard to stand and walk.Anyway, on one of these visits quite out of the blue she asked me how my love life was. I gave her some vague story as at that time I didn't have a love life. She then went on to joke with me about the times when she heard me smuggling girls upstairs. She then went on to explain that she could hear my bed thumping as I was enjoying myself because her bedroom was directly below mine and her husband slept in a different. I invited her to take a seat and then I invited her a drink. I chatted with that lovely piece of ebony and I finally dared to ask her if I could take a chance of enjoying her body…She smiled and told me she was a bit expensive; but I replied money was out of discussion to me. Pamela smiled again and told me she would be ready to go out in less than ten minutes.She came back very soon; wearing now a long raincoat that covered most of her long shaped legs. He grabbed my hand and we went out of. I have trouble falling asleep, wondering what I'm going to find in the morning.I wake up sore and slimy for the third time. This is getting ridiculous. I call the landlord again, leaving another voicemail. He finally calls back around noon, telling me there's nothing he can do unless I can find where the slime is coming from. That gives me an idea.Before bed, I set up my laptop and turn on the webcam, setting it to record all night long. I still don't sleep easy, but at least if it happens.