" she stammered; she had completely forgotten about how black and bruised her eye was made at the hands of her Father. "I...um...got into a bit of a s...crap" she explained, which wasn't exactly a lie. Joe stared right into her eyes, seeming to examine the deepest parts of her thoughts and soul.She smiled at him warmly, and she was surprised to see the corners of his mouth follow suit. She took a sip of her coke when an arm wrapped around her tightly. Her brother had his beautiful smile glowing. I know it seems fast but...” I took her by the shoulders, looked at her, reached down, and kissed her. She was surprised, but she was pleased. She responded by slowly opening her lips and closing our embrace with no qualms. It was spectacular. I had never done anything like that in my life. I have always been cautious, getting to know people slowly, and generally being very shy. With Esmeralda, the warm season, her ebony skin so contrasting with my New York pale skin, her scented body, her. “I think that would be nice”, I said, as she seemed an open and friendly woman. We headed up in the lift, and in her room, I got settled in the only chair while she got a couple of glasses from the bathroom, and grabbed a bottle from her case. It turned out to be a bottle of Glenmorangie, which was fine by me. In a sense, it was only now that I was able to look at my drinking companion. I had obviously looked at her before, and seen a young woman, of medium height, pretty in a serious sort of. When Glenda, the physician, heard, she chuckled and did the bra trick as our husband calls it, and with a sigh, pulled her bra out of the sleeve of her top. Her husband almost had a stroke, but she just laughed and told him if he wanted the bra worn, he could wear it himself.”“I suppose I could do it if Jeff were the only man around, but I can barely remember the names of the others.”“Emma,” Ann said, “remember, all the women here go braless. I won’t lie and say the men won’t notice, for they.