There were cops in the bushes and private security personnel in the trees and Secret Service types walking along the edge of the waterway, and as I ap...proached the dock one of these fellows waved me away until the woman waved him away. I dropped the boat into idle and drifted toward the dock… ‘Hi there!’ she said in a Tennessee accent so thick you’d need a chainsaw to cut through it. ‘Howdy,’ I replied in my best ‘congenital-idiot-from-Texas’ voice. ‘I just hate the man operatin’ that bridge,’. ” Emma said uncertainly, but she continued nonetheless.Reaching out, she gave the other clamp a little flick and watched it sway opposite in time to the first. The motion reminded her of the metronome that she used to watch while taking piano lessons as a kid. A moment of silliness washed over her and she strummed her fingers along Jess’ back as if Jess were a keyboard, giggling as she did so. Jess had absolutely no idea what she was doing but didn’t care so long as Emma was enjoying. He could not of course turn me out there and then as I was the grieving widow, but it was made clear that there was no question of my staying long. Having agreed to move away by the end of January I had nowhere to turn except my brother in London. He would have to take me in, though his wife cordially loathed me for having lived in a gentleman’s house in the country while she was a merchant’s wife in London. After a cheerless Christmas I was packing what few things were clearly mine and not. I'd met my date by placing an open invitation on a private internet forum, hoping to find someone that would be able to meet during the day and either host the meeting or split a hotel. After exchanging some quick pictures and emails I could tell he liked what he saw and so did i, his experience would compliment the lack of it on my part ! Answering the door, I'm visibly nervous. My date is in immediate control and this helps, as I like being submissive. We embrace and i can tell he is.