‘Sorry,’ she said. Rob shook his head. ‘That’s bloody awful,’ he said. ‘There’s no earthly reason for you to apologise.’ He was silen... for a long time. ‘Did your mum feel guilty?’ he finally said. ‘Why?’ ‘Well, if she did, it must have made it very hard for her ever to find a nice new partner again.’ Maisie pulled a face. ‘She’s remained single,’ she said. Rob nodded. ‘Poor woman,’ he said. ‘What about you?’ Maisie turned red when she realised the implications of his first question. She smiled. Louis was carrying his jest a little too far. "Surely, you are prepared to make an exception for me," I said."I wish I could, Amanda." You can," I insisted."Alas, it is not my decision. It is a matter already determined by the policy of--" Don't give me that! You are the manager of this establishment." Yes, but I am bound by--" You are bound by nothing! Now, I am losing patience." I would like to help you, Mademoiselle."I was as shocked, almost, at his use of the informal title as I was by his. With a hint of moistness coming out from her pussy. We started off with a few beers, then started playing some board games on the floor. All the while my wife showed more interest in wanting to start this sexual adventure. My wife would do things like stand up next to Brad with her legs slightly apart asking him if he wanted another drink. I could see him shyly getting a glimpse of her pussy. She would also at times lean over showing her boobs hanging there under her shirt waiting for one of us. Hehehe.I told Dean that I knew a chick (he actually knew her as well from last year) who has a reputation as being ‘easy’. Anyways I explained to Dean that I reckon she’d be up for some fun with 2 Aussie guys. He sounded keen (might have been that we had been drinking for a couple of hours as well). So then I did the evil thing - I went out into the lounge and ‘pretended’ to call Jen (the ‘easy’ girl). I don’t even know this chicks number or where she lives this year. Hehehe. Ain’t I.