‘Well we were married forty years’ I replied with some trepidation – puzzling as to why she asked such a question. ‘I wouldn’t mind helping ...n the garden,’ she said unexpectedly and I said it would be better if she helped me in my allotment because there was much more work there, and she could enjoy some of the produce too. But what was I saying, who would have thought I was encouraging a new relationship here? A broad smile came over her face and there was I backtracking on what I had said.. I was with Rumpole, who gradually sweated out the beer he had drunk, although his previous evening's amorous activity had severely weakened his digging prowess.At 0800, dead on time, Astrid drove up in her Danish Army Medical Service Ford Escort. I stuck my beret on my head and saluted her – no shirt ( I'm too sexy for my shirt ), but properly dressed as I was wearing headgear."Good morning Corporal." She smiled as she returned my salute."Good morning Ma'am. Is there any news of the three. They were rich and really enjoyed life. We shared a very open relationship and spoke openly about a lot of things. But I had never intruded between them. Even though I guessed that if I hinted, I could probably share a bed with them.This actually helped keep our friendship stronger I always felt. I was turning 26 and Asha and Rajat invited me home on that day. They said that it was to be a special dinner for me with a surprise.Asha and Rajat had twin babies aged about 2. And since they both. Did I ever have sex with any of the senior ladies I did work for. I said I didn't kiss and tell.She burst out laughing and said that's fucking great your fucking these old whores for your work. She was laughing hysterically. Those old whores she said are so judgmental about me and they are worse cause they hide it. What bitches. I laughed and told her it wasn't all of them. She didn't care she was convinced I fucked them all. She told me she had fucked or blown most of the single men in their.