Finn is already there. We greet one another warmly, and I settle into the seat next to Finn. He explains to me tiredly how his younger and older siste...rs had to stay home at the last minute--a bad bout of ‘flu--and we both express our hope not to have caught it. Then I set about turning around and greeting the Gallaghers’ children and the Costons, which consisted of young father Jack, his daughter Ginny (who’s about my age, sixteen).I lean into Finn, half asleep.He smiles over at me. ‘Who ever. I woke up and went back to the office and did the best I could. That was four years ago, I just went back to work and sometimes hit the bars looking for a female friend. I found a few, too, but nothing that would ever stick. Most of the time I ended up in the bathroom at home by myself, remembering some of the good times. There was one gal that I took out maybe 8 or 9 times, we were getting things going pretty good. Then one day she asked me how much I made, I told her the truth which was in. “Well mom, if you like him he must really be a special guy, I’m happy for you.”“Oh sweetie, you don’t know how happy it makes me to hear you say that” she said as she tried to give me a hug but I dodged and said:“Hey easy sweaty woman!” That just made her laugh as she started to chase me around, trying to give me a sweaty hug.Thursday finally rolled around and Michael arrived with not just a dozen red roses, but a small jewelery box.“oh god Michael you did not have to do this, seriously!” my. She screamed "No, No - Don't Stop! Keep Going!" We continued on, with great force - intensely sexual, but not damaging. She was so incredibly responsive, it was clear she'd never had any level of intense sexual play, since she'd only ever had sex with her husband - and, it appears, he was focused solely on himself. I paused for a second or two, grabbed her hair and pulled her to her feet. Still clad in the bra and panties, I pushed her to a mirror - a full-length dressing mirror. I made her.