If you want to leave, we can. The lastthing I want tonight is for you to be upset. I have plans." "OK. How about if I help with these plans?" ... "What did you have in mind?" "We sit here, finish our drinks and see if those men are willing to share you with each other." "You serious? How are you going to find out if they're willing or not?" "Simple. Leave a note in the bathroom. The way they're drinking, one ofthem will find the note and at least be curious enough to find out. This girl was sexy and she knew it. We talked a bit and then she mentioned she was married. “Damn” I thought, this is not a good sign.” Then she asked if I liked what I saw. I said “yes”, and we began to very speak a lot of innuendo and took our flirting to a very suggestive level. However, she kept on mentioning her husband every once in a while which really was starting to get to me. I finally, had enough and in a nice tone said “what are you looking for?” I think you are. He tapped out a message to a friend asking if he fancied a beer later that night. Five minutes later a familiar tone rang out to say that a message agreeing to said plans had been received, and with that the enactment of Caitlin’s first fantasy was confirmed. Later that day they set off on the discussed shopping trip, the destination a local shopping complex of over 200 stores. She was nervous and it showed, but Ben had been at pains to put her at ease and bolster her confidence and she readily. I was sure that if his food had still been moving, he would have savagely killed it with his fork in vengeful rage. Tentatively I asked, ‘Are you okay?’ Kaden turned his glare on me, I could not help shrinking back in my seat slightly. ‘I wish he was here.’ ‘Who?’ It was a stupid question, but I could not fathom him wanting to avenge me. ‘Your ex, Justin. If he were here, police would have a hard time pulling me off of him. He shouldn’t have taken advantage of you. I assume he knew that you.