" "My boss isn't going to be too thrilled about me taking the week off," said Janet. "Screw him," said Tiffany. "Can't. He's gay," Janet answered... They both laughed together and embraced. Janet tried to feel Tiffany's medallion inside her sex, but couldn't beneath the fabric of her dress. "Shall we?" asked Tiffany. "Why not," answered Janet. Afterwards, Janet reflected that she didn't have a Maid handy to change the bed. The next day, they each helped each other pack the first. She promised to keep me informed as much as possible.I hung up the phone. I sat there numb for a moment. I glanced at the old family photograph that I had on my nightstand. I picked it up and stared at it. It had been taken only three years ago. It was taken at Mom's birthday party. I stared at the photo and began to sob. I collapsed on my bed, pulled a pillow close to my chest and cried.I had known that this day would come, but that didn't make it any easier.Chapter 12A few minutes later, I. ’ I touched her forehead. ‘Your aunt is right. What we have is more than lust and we do have to do something.’ She leaned back and took a large gulp of drink. The blue eyes were serious and unblinking. ‘And?’ Ball still in my court. Damn. ‘Do you suppose we could possibly arrange calendars to go somewhere for ten days? A neutral corner where we could review the bidding?’ She leaned in, kissed me and whispered in my ear, ‘Review the bidding. I like that.’ She rubbed herself on my front while she. It was the Saturday morning following the return when at breakfast he suddenly handed her a newly arrived letter, it said simply YES and This Sunday 11 am, the single sheet was blank other than that and the postmark on the envelope was a local one. She looked quizzically at him and he shrugged knowingly, giving nothing away. He told her to get ready and they were off to do one of the items on the bucket list, she was to wear trainers, jeans and a tea shirt. Saturday was a long day, he took.