You’re just the fortunate recipient.”Alejandro looked chastened. It was a striking thing to see, for he otherwise carried himself with such self-a...ssurance. “You are correct to call out my misuse of the word. This is, I fear, an artifact of my culture, which can be frustratingly patriarchal, and over which many enlightened women have upbraided me time and time again. I thank you for your answer, though I feel that I must point out an error in your thinking. You claimed she is not ‘your woman.’. It’s the I realised she was as innocent as hell. As we watch the rest of the game I stroked her ass a couple of times, which she seemed to like. I asked her what she wanted to do after the game, and she said she didn’t mind. So after the match we drank up and left the pub, once we got into my car I leant across and kissed her, she kissed me back with an eagerness I had not felt for a long time ! So chancing my arm I pushed my hand straight down her jeans inside her knickers and started to. ‘I had decided to come here tonight and give myself to Fred. All he would have had to do was to be civilized and gentle and romantic and he could have had me. Instead he tried to demand that I give in.’ ‘You don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone,’ quoted Ward with a smile. ‘But I still want what I came for,’ said Lydia. ‘I’m still not going to walk out of here the way I came in.’ Ward was confused. Lydia stepped forward, driving him further into his bedroom, until the edge of his bed caught. She was scared that, somehow, he might find out about what she was doing with Mr. Sanders and make trouble for them. She decided that the easiest thing to do would be for her to go out with Juan a few more times. She’d even get it on with him if that’s what he wanted. She was willing to do whatever it took to keep Mr. Sanders from getting in trouble. Melanie arrived at the spot where Juan said he’d pick her up just as his car turned the corner and started down the street toward her. She frowned.