I almost spilled the beans but I decided it wouldbe more fun not to correct his false impression so he'll be in for alittle surprise when he comes hom... later and sees our cute little maid. Ican't wait to see her in her uniform."My stomach sank at the mention of Harold's name. Within the next hour mysuperior brother-in-law would witness my complete and total emasculation.Even worse was the fact that he was completely in the dark about mycurrent plight. I finished unpacking all of Judy's things. They would soon. The two girls, 16 and 17, in the very rear were French and lived with their parents in the port city of Lagos. Their father was a sea captain and spent a lot of time away from home. Not only his daughters but his wife as well had black African men spend numerous nights in their home during his absence. These two French vixens knew there would be plenty of sex on this safari and being away from the parents made it even more exciting. They wasted no time in getting their juices. Ina few minutes we were in the country going along a dusty road.Around midday the driver took pity on us and set up a shade over thecart to protect us from the hot sun. I guzzled down the water heoffered us but there was no food. The road passed through an area withsmall fields and I saw peasants at work, but they paid us littleattention. Then, as the sun began to go over the western horizon themen stopped in some woods and ordered us out of the cart.They made camp, set a fire and began to cook. I was sitting in the living room, when Susan arrived. I was calm, because I decided my future four months earlier. The divorce documents were with me, so I wanted only a last honest confrontation, but no more. When she entered the living room, she knew something was wrong.She looked at me and asked, "Frank what's the matter? Why are you sitting in such a sad state here?"I began straight, "Susan sometimes the past comes back and bites us in our ass."Susan stood astonished in the living room.I.