Well, I have an admission. I dont think there is anything in the kitchen for dinner. How about we go out for a meal. I really want to see you dressed ...up sexily. You didnt like being greeted by me nude when you got home? Of course I liked being greeted by you nude. Its just that I look forward to your turning mens heads when I walk into the restaurant with you on my arm. What will you tell people if they get nosey? Why, of course, Ill tell them that you are my sister-in-law. That should shut. Two months later, my friend had moved in, the guy was gone, it was just me and her. My bank account was almost fifty million and I was fit. Jean, my room and bed mate, was going through some similar to what I had. She was starting to come out of it though. She had changed jobs making twice what she had been. She had lost almost forty pounds, and gained two cup sizes in her bra. She was smiling all the time like I was. One night we were out on the town, when this guy comes to the table. I could. Please accept me.”I said, “I want to see all of you and know what you are like as a woman and a person. Let’s go somewhere.”“Robb, Let’s go to my home,which is close by. We’ll talk and you may see whatever you want.”We sped away into the night.We had gone up the river a mile and made the abrupt turn onto the canal bridge when she pointed to an iron gate and said, “It’s in here.” The gate opened to her remote and we drove right in along the tree lined canal lane. I parked under the porte-cochere. " Freddie said excitedly "I thought you would be in Brussels arranging your fathers funeral."Tony said, as he sat down and reached for a slice of toast."No darling he's in good hands with Debbie and the Navy looking after him and we thought that we might come and give Freddie some company. He has been a much better father to us than John, and it is really just so much better here." I expect Debbie is upset isn't she?" " No - not really you see he was caught in bed with a street whore - and we.