.. recognition ... and I didn’t have to be a dead artist.”“I’m not talking to you for a week.”And he didn’t. He wrote down instructions an...d cooked his own meals, locked his stateroom against me. He did give me hope though ... Every hundred miles north adds 2 degrees warmth. He wrote that on the instructions... 1100 miles meant 22 degrees warmer. That’s damn near 74 ... I can tan before Brisbane! Great! I don’t want to be a pale reflection of my glory.What he didn’t tell me that the two degrees. I don't know if you will go out to eat or come back home. I want to be ready either way."After a bit more, she sent us home reminding to come get in her in time for Sunday school and church. We had supper and eventually went upstairs.Britt was almost fierce. She said, "Chad, I want to see my ring!"I held up my left hand showing her the signet ring she gave me at Christmas. "This one?" No! You know which one! I want to see it!" I don't have it, ladylove." Chad, the jewelry store is closed. He caught sight of a very handsome and sexy blonde man with a stubbly chin at the other end of the bar wearing a blue shirt staring right at him. Being polite, Ben lifted up his beer with a smile. The man turned and walked over to him and sat down on the stool beside him. "Hi," he said in an accent."Hi," Ben replied, wondering why this guy was talking to him. "I am Kerem," the man introduced himself. "Ben, nice to meet you," he replied. He began to feel a little uneasy as the Turkish man was. I can see it in your eyes, you devil!" she gasped, running to him and dropping onto her knees to hug his great neck, her resiliently out-thrusting breasts and rounded, full buttocks deliciously dancing and rippling with inner-sensuous feeling. Then, she kissed him between the eyes, his cool, wet nose brushing against the sensitive, erogenous flesh between her breasts, the sensation of his unexpected, kissing tongue warmly caressing her there causing a wild chill to tremor up her back."Why....