My god, she thought, he is older than my father for pity’s sake! Yet something in the warm green eyes and the easy smile that creased his face told ...er that this wasn’t the average bloke she’d meet at the pub or on the square. Since the reading and signing had taken longer than expected and it was near closing time, the shop owner came over unintentionally to break things up. ‘So is everything going well here?’ the shop owner asked, nosily. ‘Looks like we’re about through, Miss.’ ‘Yes, quite,’. Sandra took her chair and sat even closer to Tylor. Now it was nearly only them chatting, mostly about Tylor’s college adventures. She was now openly teasing him. My wife needed to go to the restroom and pee. Tylor offered to show her the way. They left me sitting there with my wine and my accelerated heatbeat. Sandras trip to the restroom took like 20 min, and I was going out of my skin with jealousy. Finally, they came back, and they were walking hand in hand, laughing. Sandra sat at her. At the end of the day Igave him a generous donation, I asked him if he wouldlike to really get a good donation on Saturday. Hereplied that he did and wanted to know what he had todo.I said, “I hope you are not offended with my requestbut how would you like to entertain a special ladySaturday night? It is her birthday and I have promisedthat I would get her a male stripper for a privateshowing. If you are interested, I will double thedonation for a couple of hours of work if you can callit. What did work was selling stolen goods. She preferred items she chose herself – never anything dangerous and no split in the profit. Which brings us back to the Nelson Square branch library.After ensuring there was no hidden security strip, Anne tucked the book into her backpack, then made for her favorite thinking place - a tangle of branches fifteen feet up a century-old cedar close to the Stanley Park seawall. The adjacent parking lot usually yielded pretty decent food discards. As she.