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299them in bed. He was momentarily confused until a cloud of Jasmine swam in his mind and took him away into bliss as he thrust slowly into Edith and she urged him on, saying, %u201cSlowly, Ken, my darling husband.%u201dHe kissed her loving lips and stared into her eyes as he came and she whispered, %u201cThere, you always satisfy me more than him.%u201dAs he floated in bliss, his troubles and pains flown away to trouble others on this earth, he wondered about Edith%u2019s words; and drifted off to sleep.The bright sunlight woke him. He looked around and took a full minute before he realised where he was. He was still dressed and beneath a duvet on top of a blow-up bed in her flat. He got up.She was serving someone in her shop. The customer left and she turned and smiled, %u201cAnd how is my dear Ken this morning. Did you sleep well?%u201dHe nodded. %u201cI apologise. I%u2019m guessing I passed out crying on your lap?%u201d%u201cYou did. I blew up the bed for you. Coffee?%u201d%u201cYes. Thank you.%u201d%u201cI%u2019ll make some for you. Can you mind the shop, please?%u201d%u201cI will.%u201dShe went into the back. He sat in her chair and looked at the flowers She had only been gone a minute when the door tinkled and a dark suited man strode in and slammed the door shut. Ken looked at him as he approached. He had a pointed beard, a red face and his eyes glowed in the shop lights like there were fires in them.%u201cWhere is she?%u201d He demanded with a harsh voice. %u201cJasmine?%u201dThe Devil Drops By