I said, "I was more than happy to help."She said, "I know, but I want to know...did you enjoy the view as much as I enjoyed your big hand on my ass?" ...I did, very much," I said with a smile on my face as I looked into her eyes, seeing where this was heading, "but it did make me a bit hungry." What for?" she asked, already knowing my answer.I dropped to my knees in front of her, d****d her legs over my shoulder, pulled her lace thong to the side and started eating out her perfect bare pussy.She. 'Flowers' I thought as I was leaving the wine store and made another stop to get a nice arrangement. Back home I started getting things ready. A garden salad to start with followed by a nice roast of beef slow cooked, some baked potatoes and some asparagus with a nice creamy sauce; to end the evening, some tiramisu.I noticed it was after 5 and a final check of the arrangements was in order. I looked at my dining room and saw that everything was ready. The nice red wine I'd purchased had been. As a magazine journalist, my profession was full of free spirits,drunken bingers, long exploratory trips. I started to put away mybags, waiting, trying to decide how I would deal with my girlfriend. Ichecked the locks again and I put the suitcases up on the bed and openedthem. I put the camera with the pictures and some of the videotapes into mystrongbox. There were too many to fit them so put some carelessly outin the back of the closet. Without even realizing it, I smoked one ofher. Bobby said, "A registered letter for you. I need your signature."He didn't see her for three weeks after she signed for the letter. She left some letters for pick up, so he knew she was functioning.I think my heart will break. I wish she would talk to me. I want to ring her doorbell or phone her so badly.When Bobby got home from work, there was a note. "Joe Bob, a woman named Beverly called. She wanted you to call her back."Bobby noticed that it was exactly two months since George had.