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291%u201cI could see she was rubbing herself like this.%u201dKen was excited, watching her. She had her hands in her knickers and he could see her fingers moving.%u201cShe was so cheeky and lost in herself and wild,%u201d Jasmine said, pulling her knickers up, lowering her dress, and sitting up.%u201cWow! Quite a story.%u201d Ken said.%u201cIt%u2019s true. I found out her name later. She%u2019s a local horse breeder. I won%u2019t share her name, but boy, did I love her free mind to do that.%u201d%u201cHave you ever done that?%u201d Ken asked her.She looked at him and smiled. %u201cThe flowers here are doing it all the time in the summer. The bees and butterflies help them. I sometimes joined them in their bliss.They were back at the shop. He had finished given her all the details of the funeral service and where the flowers should go and the number of people likely to contact her for flowers to go to the undertakers or directly to his home.%u201cThat%u2019s all I need. You don%u2019t need to pay anything now. As the funeral is two weeks from today, I%u2019ll get everything ready and I%u2019ve told you the cost. You pay afterwards.%u201d%u201cThank you, Jasmine.%u201d He said.%u201cGood. Are you going back to the empty house now?%u201dHe shrugged. %u201cI might go to the pub. I%u2019ve been drinking a lot this last week. It seems to help.%u201d%u201cTake me out for dinner instead.%u201d She told him. %u201cI know a lovely, cosy, Thai restaurant around the corner. It opens about now.%u201d%u201cOkay. Why not. It%u2019s my treat though for cheering me up today.%u201dShe smiled. %u201cI think my eye-witness story did that. Not I. Can we go Dutch, please, Kenneth? If we have dinner together again, then, yes, The Devil Drops By