“I take it you and she are friends?” Carol asked looking at me closely. xxx “Would you like to see where I live?” she asked. In retrospect I don’t know how the words ever came out, but it must have been building in me from the previous three weeks with this Irish woman. And then there are the women of old Ireland where it seems as if the troubles of the world are always on their shoulders. After two or three seconds Nora pulled back and asked, “Was that an acceptable payment?”
“More than acceptable for at least fifteen minutes,” I replied. Even from the distance I could tell it was a female in a one-piece swimming suit looking at the ocean.
