Anyway, once I got up, I tried to balance myself. I sort of got my balance and thanked her, ‘ Thanka lot, my ankle doesn’t look that bad from what... I’m seeing, I should be fine. I should be able to walk home by myself.’ ‘You’re in no condition to walk home on your own, I live just around the corner, why don’t I help you to my place, and you could call someone to pick you up.’ I was about to reject her offer. She insisted, ‘well, we haven’t got all day, we should get moving.’ Here’s the picture.. The flirts we'd shared had done nothing to dampen them. Quite the opposite in fact! My fingers wandered down my tummy under the blanket as I imagined Polly and I kissing softly. I dreamed about her lying seductively on a bed, completely naked except for those sheer black stockings. My fingers wandered further down my body as my fantasy took hold. I caressed my inner thighs under the blanket, dragging the material of my skirt higher and higher up my legs. I so desperately wanted and needed to. I should have known better."Tell you what, come round for a cuppa on Monday morning, and we can discuss that, shall we say about 10.30 am?"I was a bit taken aback, but in a fluster I agreed, "Yes okay I'll see you on Monday." And with that, we both pushed our trolleys in the opposite direction.Sheila was home by lunchtime, I said hello briefly across the garden fence, and asked if she had had a good time. As Mike was going to football in the afternoon I invited her in for coffee, if she was. They had no one to celebrate with. Karen walked down her street, just the block both sides of her street. She asked the women there, if they wanted to have a neighborhood Thanksgiving celebration. She left a flyer in the door of any house where no one answered.In total, five houses responded. Karen would provide the turkey and stuffing. All the others committed to bringing the other foods.At noon, on the fourth Thursday in November, her guests started arriving. Edith had been a big help to.