That was back when I floated through life. It had barely been five months since then, and I was a changed person. I found a purpose once more. A missi...on that would transform the world and give my life meaning that all the sex I had over the last nineteen years couldn't provide.“Ugh, I can't believe that the Prime Minister of England would say that,” said Leah, my daughter with Professor Rider. Leah was my press secretary. She gave an angry toss of her strawberry-blonde hair.“What?” I. Why would Morgan? She had to know that I would remember. I had just seen it yesterday and commented on it.“No,” I puffed, hoping that the confidant puff would make me realize how ridiculous I was being. I rose to my feet, and threw the damn thing on the small table beside the other one. “This is a stupid thought, that you…should dismiss immediately.” I talked to myself in the mirror. No friend would do that. Even if, and that was a big if , Morgan had done this, she couldn’t have had endured. “Well it seems to me that you deserve that promotion.” He takes one of the cold bottles from her hand, his fingers brushing across her delicate skin. Shocks radiate from his touch around her body, and she is highly aware of the tingling and dampness starting between her thighs. He keeps doing that, I am sure he’s doing it on purpose. Thoughts of her fantasy kiss enter her mind, her breathing catches. His grey piercing eyes look deep into hers. She is certain he can read her thoughts, but he. Within seconds, we were on the beach. “Oh wow!” she exclaimed, “That is so beautiful!” “We should go sometime,” I remarked. “That would be cool,” Brenda replied. “Maybe I can get a few days off from work and we could spend a long weekend there.” I was stunned. I had just met my neighbor and within an hour, we were planning a trip to Padre Island. We exchanged phone numbers and she said she would let me know if she could get some time away from work. We walked towards my front door. “You.