It wasn't that trashy faux fur stuff. It fit well and looked great and totally played on my sense of touch. I was still pondering over the thought of ...some poor bunny or squirrel losing its hide when the doorbell rang. "Oh blast it! The delivery guy is here already?" Grabbing a shirt and a sarong, I quickly buttoned and tied them covering up my anonymous gift. "Hang on! I'll be right there!" I called, tripping over my feet in my haste to get to the door. I flung the door open and told the. I got my stuff together, iPod, watch, wallet, condom just in case, and hopped into my car to get her. A few minutes later, I arrived at her place. It was pretty nice, just a simple one bedroom little apartment with a small kitchen and living area. She invited me in and we talked for a bit before actually heading out. As it turned out, she seemed to have trouble with guys. How, I have no idea. With a body like that, she should have no problem. Add to that the fact that she was smart, funny, and. ‘Private detectives, Nicolai. It’s how I knew where to send the obituary notice. We had him snap of a few photos, just so we knew who to expect…’ He was walking around me, circling me like the shark. Hmm, funny, just accord to me where I have seen his smile before, Discovery Channel during Shark Week. ‘Your family was pleasantly surprised that you look so much like your father, Nicolai.’ I couldn’t help looking up at the life-sized painting of my father. Richard was right, of course. I had his. Maybe she wasn’t feeling well. I would try again tomorrow.During the following day, I sent her a text to ask how her day is going. My day was busy enough that I didn’t realize until just before clocking out that I had received no response.That evening, I headed to the workout room. Still no Lisa. I hopped on the treadmill, and shortly afterward, heard the door open. In the mirror I saw Lisa’s reflection walk in ... and then turn and walk out as soon as she saw me.Okay ... now I knew for sure.