She had worked in a café prior to the Coronavirus lockdown, but wasn’t sure if she would go back. I had asked what she wanted to do, but she wasn�...t sure. She was single, as her last boyfriend had messed her around. I would never and will never understand why.She lived 200 miles away from me, near the coast. Close enough to smell the salt in the air she had said. As we talked, she told me she enjoyed walking on the beach. We discussed that she liked indie music and in particular Roslyn, by Bon. In the center was the hot muscle guy. "Whatan asshole," Daryl said. "Yeah, but a good asshole," smiledCharlie. A pause and they both laughed at the joke. "Whathappened after I left," asked Charlie. "Nothing. The otherguys finally came out, slapped his ass with the newspaperand made him eat a hotdog, saying it was a cock, theneveryone went into the house," said Daryl. "You know, Tysonnever did say anything or indicate anything out of theordinary happened," he smiled. "I think he liked it. . Apone was having none of it. He resisted her easily then released a strong combination of punches, stepping closer and crowding all the while.Lara danced back, using her greater agility and speed to keep her distance while she blocked his powerful fists. She managed to slip a blow past his guard and drive her left fist into his face, but Apone made no notice of it.Lara felt a very small bit of satisfaction. She may have managed to strike the first blow, but it hadn't fazed him and this little. “What Lisa Discovered” was the book’s title by an author called Susan Harrow. Tom flipped the book over to read the rear cover synopsis: “When Lisa's husband, Rick, buys her a mysterious present for her 40th birthday she finds herself in the midst of a night of decision, discovery and her husband's voyeuristic tendencies. What starts out as erotic game playing soon turns real as Lisa quickly discovers that decisions need to be made and made quickly - should she walk away from the classy hotel.