“Cool, thanks you guys” replied Nathalie.“I’ve made you up the guest room so just stick your stuff there” said Katie. “We’ll see you in ...he morning”.After they had left Nathalie went to check on the toddlers who were sound asleep, made a sandwich, drank a few glasses of wine and got on her comfortable pj’s. They were made up of a vest and cotton pants with just a pink thong underneath.Then she turned to the videos. “True Romance, XXX, The Cell, City of angels… damn I’ve seen all this stuff she. I was sometimes rendered as her husband. To sometimes seduce me, she used to roam in her bra and panties at home and if someone else popped in, she used to wear her night gown. I had stolen a bra of hers and I have it even today.In the evenings she used to cook in kitchen, and that too in undergarments. I used to be turned on and ask for sex, sometimes she agreed and sometimes she denied. When she denied, I used to then take a piece of flower and roll her over her back and side waist. She used. ‎‎”You are impressed by the fact that I was in the wrong place at the wrong time?” she asked.‎‎”Actually yes,” I said. “Just being willing to go out on search and destroy missions takes balls.”‎‎”Stupidity is more like it,” she said. “But thanks Anyway.”‎‎”So are you bored sitting at home?” I asked.‎‎”Are you?” she asked showing some attitude.‎‎”I’m so bored, I’m almost clinically depressed,” I admitted.‎‎”Yeah, I get that,” she said. “So how does this gig work?”‎‎”Well a couple of days a week,. That bitch can fool damn near anyone. Did I ever tell ya about how she snuck into my tent pretending to be Jean, at Alkali Lake?”I shook my head. “Vhat happened?”“Well, let’s just say she didn’t get what she came for.”“I am afraid that she did get vhat she came for from me. But that vas my choice. I vill tell you the whole story later on.” “How’d you figure out it wasn’t me? Oh wait. Those questions you asked me about the scars. She didn’t know the answers, right?”“Ja. Right.”He.