She was broken beyond measure. For several minutes nothing seemed to stir in her. Then there was but a simple “Yes…”“All right then… Sandra,...now tell me… did you fuck another man last night?”“Yes…”“Did you fuck other men when you travel?”“Yes…”“Did you fuck a man EVERY night you traveled?”“Yes…”Did you ever use condoms?”“No…”“How are you not pregnant?”“I have… a diaphragm…”“Now the big one Sandra… why?”“Because I didn’t have you…”Are you fucking k**ding me?It took me a while to bring my rage. In a daze she began to strip, first her coat, then her dress, she stood there in her underwear, her friend said’ don’t stop there, I want to see you naked.Like an automaton she removed the rest of her clothes, and as she stepped into the room, she knew she was stepping into the unknown.Her friend got up and approached her, taking both her hands she reached forward and kissed her full on the lips, she still doesn’t know to this day why she parted her lips and her friend’s tongue darted into her. I think it fed Dina’s fire, knowing we had this special relationship while I was engaged. There is no way to pass up this, possibly, once in a lifetime experience regardless of any other relationships. I was living in the mid-west and hadn’t been to our annual family reunions in the north east but she had. Her family was living about 4 hours north of my parent’s home. Her mom helped out with preparations a couple of weeks before the long fiesta and dragged Dina with her. Every year our extended. We went into town, and Janos rented the largest warehouse that was available. This was a hard sell for the owner, and we got it for a very good price. We unloaded the wagon, except for the money, and headed out for supper. The innkeeper recognized us and rented us our old rooms at no increase in price. The extra man got a room of his own. We stashed our wagon in the stable along with our horse. The canvas hoop was still on the wagon, so it was impossible to see the treasure boxes unless one.