My German Love I was on a train in Germany, traveling from Nuremberg to Munich, which was a little busy to say the least! My husband was sitting on a pull-down seat and I was standing by the door to the corridor-- they still have trains with compartments in Germany. I looked through the glass door and on the other side was a very pretty blonde woman about my age, early fifties, with beautiful brown eyes.
With her dress flats in her large bag and a good pair of walking shoes. Normally, she'd take the tram on days like today. Now she puts rubber booties over her sneakers and walks to work. Besides, the tram was always overcrowded on rainy days. Once, too many times, a stranger had groped her backside. She never knew who She doesn't any more. It was so hot that the sun was literally scorching!
I couldn't remember a summer so hot. The tar on the roads was melting and the grass was turning yellow but here in the park I was enjoying laying back and feeling the sun on my arms and legs. The park was quite busy, after all it was Sunday and no-one was going to stay indoors in this glorious weather. I was on a slight I hate shopping with him, I always feel that I have to hurry. I like to take my time, make a day of it, scour the clothes rails, look at jewellery, have a leisurely coffee.
Today was different, though. I love shopping for clothes, shoes, especially underwear and… I like to shop alone. My husband hates shopping, he thinks it is boring. He is probably watching the girls go by. He asked the girl who served us if she would gift wrap it for me, and while I stood in front of the counter she leaned over from the staff side while she folded and taped the paper, and tied it with a ribbon and bow. She was wearing a loose fitting chiffon blouse and I could quite clearly All right, I know what you are thinking but no, I mean a hot summer's day and my garden.
Those two things together have the ability to make me forget all my troubles and woes. You see, when the sun shines, I can potter around in my garden to my heart's content and when the chores are completed and the Her husband, an accountant had worked hard to make a reasonable living for them all, earning just enough so that she didn't have to work herself and provide for them a comfortable existence.
When the children were