.. No, Neal was biding his time. Going to the gym as often as possible, eating right, sculpting himself into the kind of man who wouldn’t have to gu...ess if a woman wanted him. He’d keep building up his body until the ladies were just drooling for it, and unable to keep their hands off his goodies.That’s when he’d get back into the dating scene, make a few profiles on the dating sites and apps, and just let the pussy come running to him. Maybe he’d check out the local bars and clubs too, see what. Maybe the rushes he'd put there as a bed last time would still be there. Hopefully nothing dangerous would have moved in, and there wouldn't be too much bat guano on them. He glanced at the woman.He had to admit he was impressed with this woman, despite her flapping tongue and strange behavior. He admired her courage and her willingness to keep going. Anyone could see she was almost dead on her feet, but she never gave up. It would be good for her to be able to rest too.Penny was on her last. Their look of concern broke me and my nowtrembling bottom lip soon gave way to uncontrollable sobbing. Petralightly gripped my shoulder. I think she recognised the confusion theafternoon's events had caused me. "Do you want to talk it, Jeremy?" shegently asked. "If it means anything, your performance was fantastic" shecontinued. "You looked so pretty in that dress" added Lizzie"After you finished dressing me up as a bride I found I quite enjoyed thetotally transformed image you'd created for. ”I considered going for a swim, or maybe trying to climb a palm tree. I hadn’t climbed a tree since I was kid. Why had I stopped?“Here ya go,” she said, handing me a sweating bottle of spring water.She sat, put her bottle on the table and a plate of seedless green grapes. Taking one, she popped it into her mouth. Then another. Then another.“It’s incredible how these grapes pop in your mouth,” she observed. “Are they different? Here try one.”I tried. It popped, sweet juices on my tongue. She was.