I'll go back to my little apartment, that tiny anonymous building where I don't know anyone.You'll go back home, that big house nestled above the vall...ey that overlooks our city. From there, the city lights below and stars in the vast above are almost exact mirrors of one another in their distant glittering beauty. How they look so distant from one another but also seem to meet and fold together in the dark horizon always reminds me of us.I remember the view there so many so many times with you.. Anything else you'd like darling?" ... I like to see you two make out. You are right, you turned me into a sex maniac..."She moaned as she licked Theresa's fingertips, and the redhead smiled at her stock still husband."Come down here baby and give mommy a kiss."He seemed in a trance as he dropped on his knees beside her."Hmm. You sure are in the mothering mood aren't you?" I wondered if you noticed..." I noticed alright. What gives?"It could have been an accusatory question but the kiss on the. "Yes, I know you’re not lovers, because you're not her type. I can sense these things. But, Tori dear, you are my type." Trying to clear the drink from my lungs, I just had to ask, "And what type am I, Jayne?" She pulled me close to her, looking at me with a different kind of look. I wondered what it meant. Then suddenly I recognized it. Oh god! It was the look of claiming ownership! Her piercing eyes looked into mine hypnotically. Again she kissed me. Her tongue began to explore my mouth and. Mind you, it's not that I'm averse to men, it's just that I prefer topick and choose."Oh, you know? The neighbours heard me sewing. I told them about you.They're impressed you fixed this. Now, Frau Mittler, the widow nextdoor, was a cook. She has some pots and kitchen stuff. She was hopingto set up a small eating place but some of her kitchen stuff needsrepairs. Do you think you could fix them for her?" I'll have a look."I was able to help the widow too, and from there it did not take.