He wouldn't understand." No, I'll bet he wouldn't." It's just sex. It's just a sweetner on the deal. To ... consummate it, so to speak. The money is f...r our retirement. We are retiring to Florida. Eventually. I want to be sure we have what we want." I really don't need your justifications, Crystal. I don't care. You've made your bed, you lie in it, sweaty and stained as it - and you - are. I'm not interested in your sordid little affairs. Your revolting little reasoning that allows you to go. As we got back to the room, we saw the maid's trolley outside our room. Great, I thought,as I opened the door to be greeted by the sight of the maid on the bed with her overalls up around her waist, her eyes closed and her hand down her knickers!!She was probably in her early 40's and had very nice looking plump breasts and long, well tanned legs. She looked up almost as soon as we were through the door and closed her legs. She told us in broken English that she was really sorry but she. I leaned into the bar, opulent low amber lighting and style, samebartender,."I'm determined to get a cabernet from you before you close," I saidwith a smile.He remembered me, and was very nice, after a generous tip I slid intomy chair at my table, my black sweater slid off my arms, exposing myshoulders.I made it past the mildly intimidating door man in the gray suit, Istrode right up to the main entrance and looked the doorman in theeyes, determined to walk in dressed in style and visit with. .I know that because every time I do the wash I have to unravel the yoga pants/panties jumble, and it is a pain. This time as soon as he left the house in a rush (go figure) I examined the laundry basket and noticed the panties were separated from the yoga pants by two layers of clothes. Tim has seen me in pink yoga pants many times, and has never seen my daughter in anything but black ones, so he knew they were mine all right. When I finally stood back up and turned around, I did it a bit.