”“Talk?” she asked letting me into the apartment.“You’ve watched me mow this section of grass for the past year,” I said, “And for the l...ast six months I’ve noticed you touch yourself while you watch.”She gasped, “I didn’t know you’d noticed. Could you not bring this to the super. I promise it won’t happen again.”“I’d be sad if it didn’t happen again,” I replied, “When I see you I usually have to go take care of this.”I cupped myself when I said that letting out a raunchy moan.“This isn’t. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen, and the thief's Happy Bits will fall off. I love to watch you sleeping. I don't do it on purpose, and not in a creepy way, but I love to watch the rise and fall of your chest, the gentle line of your soft lips that press against me so passionately in waking, the flickering underneath your eyelids as you dream about... whatever you are dreaming about. I like to think you might be dreaming about me, and what I am about to do to you. But it. I have other thoughts concerning LeeAnne. The lawyer spoke his piece, “If I may suggest, I think three trustees is enough, almost the perfect number. More might get unwieldy.” Meetings such as the one to name trustees interspersed the year’s activity. They were always emotionally draining for Mrs. Patron. Following those meetings Dan often spent the night with his friend; always those nights together were as lovers settling frazzled emotions for Mrs. Patron. Dan’s kisses and touching of the. The music started and we began the march down the aisle.We made it to the front of the church him on her right me on her left. Then we hit a small snag. And it hadn’t come up in rehearsal. The pastor had only said, during rehearsal, “And now I ask who gives her away et cetera,” and we just continued with the rehearsal as both me and my BFF just nodded. But now here we were.“Who gives this woman in marriage today?” said the pastor.I was disconcerted. Should I say me? I didn’t want to upset the.