Our conversation had ground to a halt. I was so turned on I almost didn't have to rinse off, but I did, slowly running my hands over myself, being sur... every fold was fully clean. I slowly ran my fingers all the way front to back and forwards again, raising my eyes to look at Holly. She was staring at my pussy, open-mouthed and breathing hard.I coyly closed my legs, stood up and did a quick all-over rinse. Stepping out of the shower, I toweled myself off not saying a word.Finally, I turned. I had a confrontation with a neighbour who wanted to build his garage on the boundary line of a property I had bought. I objected so he went to these solicitors into making me toe the line. I refused and because of the growing hostility I sold the land, took them both by surprise. I did hear later that the government had built a couple of, what we used to call 'housing commission' houses for I sold the property to the government. I heard that the neighbour was having enormous trouble with the. She was busy looking up information on the California Secretary of State's website. Then she would follow-up every name on a corporate listing and research the individual. I was sure this was a very tangled web.I called the main partner in the home office. When he answered, I told him, "This is the big spender you sent to California."The man said, "Yeah, I've heard you've been spending money left and right. I've also heard you brought in eleven sales over the weekend."I told him, "And five more. None of them is interested in a date tomorrow. Older men are better partners in this aspect.A man aged sixty-seven sent me a message. He wrote that he did not do anal sex but promised “lots of other things”. His favorite book was Fifty Shades of Gray and this made me curious to meet him. I met him late in the afternoon outside his office. The man was a much respected and married lawyer. I was surprised to see him. I had visited him a few years ago for a legal matter, but obviously he did not.