"She slowly removed her hand and slipped her right hand in the right pocket... and pulled out the keys right away. "Here they are!" Great! You'll see ...the screwdriver in the trunk. It's huge. Almost as long as your arm." K." She climbed back down, and headed for the garage. I heard the trunk closing, and she came back with the tool."Excellent. Thanks for the help."She smiled and sat back down. "I wish I could help more. I'm going to the mall tomorrow with my friends and I've only got about 5. Darren!'Oh my God!'It had to be Darren, my one and only one-night-stand; the twenty-nine-year-old Personal Trainer in whose bed I had spent one foolish but unforgettable night just over a month ago when Pete and I had temporarily separated.During that amazing but unrepeated night, Darren had inseminated me at least four times and, stupid woman that I was, neither of us had used any form of protection at all. What was more, my body filled with his semen, I had spent the entire night in the boy’s. He had his crew on a hair-trigger, and I worried about collateral damage as much as a traditional frontal assault.Mr. No Name walked in before I was scheduled to go sign papers. Actually, Mr. No Name arrived via the Judge's helicopter and informed me that I was traveling to the meeting by air. Rather than risk an attack on the way to or back from our signing, we would drop in from the sky, and leave the same way.The signing ceremony was quite efficient. Bankers in Monaco are every bit as good. Semptember nineteenth. I didn’t buy you anything, so I’m sorry about that.” “I’m so sorry… I didn’t realize it was today.” “Well, there’s one way you can make it up to me.” I reached in and touched my glossed lips to hers. She kissed me back gently, wrapped her arms around me and rubbing my back gently. We’d never gone farther than a small kiss on the lips, and that was enough to nearly drive me insane. I could feel myself getting wet, and I carefully picked her up. Not breaking our kissing, I.