It was early afternoon when I heard the knock on the door. As I approached to answer it I could make out the small image blurred by the smoked and opa...que glass in my door. When I opened it I surprised to see Hayley standing there.'Hi!' she said immediately, 'do you mind if I play on the swings as there's no one else around and I'm bored?'Although she only lived a few doors away and she'd been here numerous times with Allie, this was the first time Hayley had called around on her own. Of course. Get...” Richard yawned.Mrs. Wysocki snickered. “Sorry for being so boring.”“Excuse me! And don't worry, you're nowhere near boring.” Richard looked her over, admiring her very womanly body. Not only was she in great shape for a woman in her forties, but Mrs. Wysocki also had long red hair, a weakness of his. If she wasn't married and wasn't his boss... “I just got up a little too early this morning,” he explained. “I didn't want to get here late for my first day.”“Well, don't worry, I'm sure. I went up to get my computer equipment. Didn't want to take the chance of it getting wet. On the weekends I often come up here to work on my novel. I wish I would have brought some plywood to board the windows, and sandbags to bolster the foundation. Oh, well."Skippy put her head on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and prayed in barely a whisper.It took an hour to get to the cottage. He drove slower and slower as the water level got higher and higher."Here it is," he murmured as he drove up the. “Most of the European men are uncut.”“Maybe they’ll think I’m Jewish,” I said.“Anything’s possible,” Emily said, giggling.I risked another look at the redhead, and found that she and her older companion were both looking our way and talking.After a short time, the redhead got up, walked toward us and stopped alongside Emily. “Excuse me,” she said in accented English. “My father would like to know if you would enjoy a bit of Cabernet Franc? We have glasses. It is excellent wine – Chateau.