A Friday afternoon
I next catch you on Fab Swingers one Friday afternoon and we agree to have a chat on the phone. I tell you I have written a new story written just for you. You say you would love to hear it but not just yet. I wonder why you are not eager to hear me read it to you but carry on chatting to you. You ask me if I have any other stories I have not read to you. I look through my stories and find one that you have not heard. As I read the story to you I can hear you shallow breathing. You...