My wives and I had fit right in. Abby and Sheffie were looking very happy, and Michal looked enthralled. Actually, Michal was bursting with happiness ...he whole evening. Clearly she had not had much exposure to concert music growing up, I thought. I hadn't either.I guess I enjoyed the concert too. I don't know about this modern choral music though. It's so complex. I think I like something with more simplicity. The symphonies of the sixth millennium are very nice... We entered our quarters. Abby. This guy called me and dropped in during the week as planned and we got the ladders setup and ready, I asked if he wanted a cuppa before starting and he said yes, so we chatted in the kitchen as I made the cuppa and he soon got round to talking about me and my partner, how long we'd been together and so on, then said he had been married four years and already she had lost interest in sex, well it went down hill from there really!!! Needless to say, whilst the tea was going cold and the ladders. You see, I am a Forty Two year old male that lives with a 50 year old female. We have been together for going on three years, and she never ceases to amaze me. Last night, I had come home from work to find her on the couch, in a flowing sun dress that never fails to get a rise out of me. She had yesterday off as to where I had left the house at around six a.m. I had returned home sweaty and tired just before eight pm. She was a sight for sore eyes as she smiled at me. Her blouse tight against. On this night, the former was going to be squelched once and for all, she determined.As Kristjan shifted on his knees around the tent, he watched with unadulterated pleasure as Felicity removed her bra and then her pants, panties and socks. She bashfully admitted to herself that he liked the way he was looking at her as she stripped and then sat naked before him.“I should take a picture,” Kristjan said, probably 75% serious about it.“Because you’re a professional?” Felicity asked.He nodded,.