It also brought up some other questions. Johnson was rich far beyond what we might think of a successful writer. With his looks and money, he could ha...ve any woman he chose. Why Ros? Not that she wasn't beautiful, but why a fifty-year-old widow when he could have any number of young, nubile wenches to satisfy his lusts? There had to be a reason.Sally and I spent another month in New England, enjoying the particularly nice fall weather. We did the usual sight-seeing and otherwise just enjoyed. I had to wonder what I should be wondering. I wonder why women are so confusing. I asked her instead, "So where did you meet Uncle Jack?" I was working at Golden Empire Massage and he came in one day." Christine said you were all trained in massage," I offered helpfully.Saeyong giggled, "Yes, massage." Massage. Oh, like a massage parlor?" picturing a dirty scary place.In her accent, "Yes, massage parlor." Her eyes twinkled. In consternation I searched for something to say. She asked, "You look. Chris pulled back and Rick saw his eyes were gleaming. ‘That wasn't so bad was it?’ Chris whispered.Rick shook his head, and he felt the ponytail brush across his shoulders. He looked at the screen to see himself grinning as Chris turned back to read the messages. ‘Yes, she is nice isn't she? She’s a great kisser too. If you want to see some more, buy some more tokens and we’ll get into it.’ Chris flicked his hair back and began to stroke his nipples as he watched what was coming through.‘Do. "She usually saw him in the halls two or three times a day."Well, then I will every time I see you today."Tanner just shook his head. Allison gave him a big, toothy smile and turned to head down her hallway."Hey, Allison?"She glanced back over her shoulder as she walked."Thanks," he said. Then he blushed, turned, and scampered away.She did indeed pester him. Three more times, the last of which she cornered him and wouldn't let him go into his classroom until he said he would come to her game..