The cello hesitates at the unexpected intrusion, but I rush ahead, filling the silence. After a few beats, the cello resumes. When our duet is done, I...scan the dark windows for my unseen partner.As if reading my mind, a dim light appears, just bright enough to reveal the slender silhouette of girl who holds an upright cello in an impossibly sensual embrace. Where the glow spills over her shoulder, I can make out a naked breast pressed into the cello’s amber belly.Is it possible to be jealous of. Much better. Let's try and keepthem that way, mm? You have nice lashes. Some mascara would help. Tellyou what, we have a corporate account with the MAC counter at Macy's.Here's their number. They open around 10, so call over there and see ifDana is working today. If she is, I'd like to speak with her." Yes ma'am," I said, taking the number. "Well, time to get to work Iguess!" I said, changing the subject. "Indeed. There's a list of customers' names on your desk. I'd like youto call them and. He played a game of darts each night when he returned home from work. By the end of the night, his aim had become pretty good. When he aimed for a nipple, he could expect to hit the areola at least. He often planted a dart in her belly button, and her muff was a forest of darts by the end of a game.One time, he did hit her face my mistake. Fortunately, it hit her in the cheek and only chipped a tooth in the back of her mouth.That following Saturday, he removed her from the cross and she fell. “I wonder if Uncle Cooper knows aunt Hed has this much fun at home when he is away at the rig?” Fun! That was just a typical and subtle understatement that I had learned to expect from May. As usual, her sharp mind was far ahead of mine. I was only just starting to comprehend what I was looking at. May had already gone way beyond knowing that the postman was pounding aunt Hed up the arse whilst she was blowing the copper to keep his surreptitious discovery quiet. May was already scheming about.