We thought we would just get a recording, but a woman answered. She lived near by and said if we waited five minutes, she would show us the house. Soo... she arrived and showed the house to us. The house had been up for sale for many, many years because although it had electricity, but no running water or any type of central heat. All of the rooms had small wood burning stoves for heat. For water, there was a well with a manual pump next to the house and there was an old two-hole outhouse. What. She had blue penetrating eyes and her lips were full she wore hardly any makeup at all and she really didn’t need it and for some reason right there and then I had no desire to break out. I watched in awe as she was briefed on her one and only patient, said good night to the male nurse and as she began to walk over to me my heart started pounding in my chest, it beat so hard I thought I was going to break out. She walked and sat herself on the side of the bed “hello Emma…” my heart skipped a. His body was demanding a rest. Slowly, hours later his eyes opened. The moon could be seen through the window and the lights in the room were on. He struggled to rise. ‘So the hero is awake.” Susie fluttered into view. ‘Do you feel fit enough to take me to dinner? I’m starving.’ She began to snigger as Peter threw the bedclothes back and stood up. ‘No. Not like that. You’re far from decent.’ Her eyes sparkled merrily as she studied his naked body. ‘Not so fearsome now are we? Where’s your. Jennifer hardly reacts only a bit indirectly.to my many stories and messages, as we have here an urgent plan.I still expect her to visit me in Amsterdam again, for the first time with her dear doddie Jenny for her birthday. Jennifer receives many messages from me and even public posts at the wall of her profile page.I quote my most recent one there, also to puzzle her with my double play, as I quote my own lines.Jennnifer I quote a comment at a story of youI see the lines as a tribute to you in.