A woman called from the doorway, “You must be Mary. Sex videos I needed to watch myself. “Don’t you trust me?”
“I trust you completely, Angel. The delicacy of the detail was amazing. I’m afraid I won’t please you.”
“That’s supposed to be my line. To give the road crews some time, we all worked on digging out their driveway and the one belonging to the elderly couple next door. That first night in the diner when I waited on you and Roger, I vowed somehow, some day, I would make love to you.” He kissed the special spot he discovered years earlier on the side of my neck. My woman parts certainly felt like it, a well-used, satisfied tingle like I hadn’t experienced in decades. Hannah would graduate from high school in six months, and Michael was studying for his driving learner’s permit. We made up for all that waiting many, many times over the years.”
“Why are you telling me this, Grandma?”
“Sometimes I miss David so much. We might be good together.”
“We just met.”
“I know.
