’ ‘Do I need to get you a white cane and teach you Braille, or maybe two eye patches?’ ‘Too me you are beautiful. I don’t care what others m...ight think. I just want you with me.’ She looked at me with disbelief. I sat up, reached towards her, and pulled her up towards me. She sat between my legs, her back rested against me, my arms wrapped around her waist. I kissed the back of her neck and I cradled her breasts in my hands, my fingers rolling the nipples between them. ‘Brenda…’ I paused for a. Scruffy looked at your hand, but didn't shake yours. "Heh, nobody's excited to be a janitor. No need to suck up to me, kid. As long as you do your half of the work, I don't care what you think of the job." The old man handed you a pair of overalls with the name Darnell stitched across the name tag. "Here's your uniform, and the supplies are in that closet at the end of the hall marked Janitor. Here's the key to the closet. I'm assuming that you know how to run a broom and mop?" Yes, Sir."Just. I take your hand and lead you into the bathroom where we take everything out of the grocery bag and start to put the items to work. I start the hot water in the tub and pour in probably much more soap than is necessary, while you start to undress. You are amused at how I am hastily fumbling around the room trying to find a place for everything and my desire to make everything seem almost perfect because you know I am such a hopeless romantic. I open the packaging and place the two candles on. She said she understood and had kept herself busy with her work, friends and outside activities. Until one Saturday morning. Having worked late into the night Friday night talking to personnel across the country coordinating a solution to our problem, I was planning on sleeping in a little later than usual. I was sleeping peacefully somewhat aware that my wife, Diane had gotten up and was milling about the house. I vaguely heard her working around our bedroom and talking on the phone. It.