I almost fell out of my chair. I sat there and just gazed at her. Not once did she look my way. For a woman of 44 she had small, b cup I'd guess but s...till quite firm tits. I didn't get much of a view of her from the waist down because of the railing, but I did know she had a pretty good shape. Now you know what this means....I have to get up early tomorrow too. So I did, only I took it a step further this day. Like yesterday, the bathroom light was on. Instead of sitting down for a smoke , I. When I returned to our little courtyard, it was well past dusk. Dozens of candles littered every place where they could be made to stand, bathing the courtyard in a pale yellow glow. Ashryn stood at the centre, holding a book and a bell, her silvery holy robes glimmering in the light. Katriana and Calliope were nowhere in sight.I approached Ashryn, who smiled brightly when she saw me. “Uh ... what’s all this?” I said when I was close enough to talk in a normal tone, “Hawkins might be upset to. I was shaving when the phone rang. I thought I heard close-up breathing and distant sounds of beaches and seashores. Then I was disconnected.It proved the first of several calls during the next hour. At the third one I asked whom it was — just to be cut off once more. At the fifth I took a gamble. "Myriam?" I said. "Is that you, Myriam?"The beeps of disconnection were instant.I started collecting things and packing them in cardboard cartons. I don't know why. The apartment was mine and would be. "See," she said, indicating her slit "right there." "Whoa, that's nothing like I imagined it. How does it work?" "What do you mean?" "Well, you saw Dad and Peter. How do you do what they did?" "How do YOU," she shot back, "with that wet noodle dick of yours?" Bobby had a thoughtful look on his face and didn't even get mad at her scornful tone. "I don't know," he mused, "let's try it." "What?" "It looked like fun. I don't think it hurts. Let's see." "All.