’ He chuckled and kissed the top of my hand. ‘I really like you, Darrel.’ I lowered my head a little, trying to swallow the words I was about to... say. ‘I like you so much, it scares me.’ He squeezed my hand a little tighter. ‘I feel the same way,’ he confessed, caressing his thumb against mine. ‘I thought my ex-wife was everything. I loved her so much, I couldn’t see straight. After my divorce, I thought my life was over…’ he paused when hearing that the emergency drill was going to start. . Then I started noticing that she liked to do yoga stuff on their deck and occasionally a little sunbathing. I started taking notice. Not a beauty but not bad either. Then she was about 37-39 5'8ish and maybe 140 lbs slightly chubby, dark hair and complexion.I grew blackberries on the fence that separates our property and a lot of them are on her side of the fence and she came down one day when she saw me outside and asked if she could have the blackberries on her side of the fence. So we struck. I went and sat in his bed. We were talking. But he was constantly touching me while talking.Then he told me that I was sitting too far and asked me to come near him. I told him that it would not be appropriate. He said it was fine. So I went and sat near him.The groom kept on talking and slowly, he placed his hand on my thighs and said that he liked my dance during the sangeet. I shyly thanked him. Then he slowly moved his hands on my body. He came closer to my ear and said that my jiggling. This was no dark suit and black tie occasion. In fact, many of the men weren’t wearing suits at all, the women wearing an assortment of brightly coloured blouses and dresses. Cheered by the sight, Melissa felt her spirits lift slightly. And as she walked down the aisle and suddenly recognised the rather jaunty tune the organist was playing, she had an unexpected desire to giggle, only for the smile to die on her lips as she reached the front at last and saw who was sitting there. ‘There you.