It's been nearly five hoursnow and she's obviously still somewhat groggy."I still didn't get it. Who were they referring to? I hadn't heard anyoneelse...in the room although I couldn't see very much with my head burieddeeply in a rather soft pillow.So, mysteries! Why was I lying on this bed? Had I had an accident orsomething? Why did I appear to be restrained and who was this otherperson who had just come round?Oh! And what dose? Of what? Had I had one as well?I tried to think back over the day. I stood leaning on the railing, nude, in the ambient light of the city, feeling the gulf breezes cooling me until I was dry, until every crease was dry, until my beard was dry, and I felt disconcerted. How could I have let myself be pulled down like this. What a reduction. Throughout my life, even at my most drunk and most violent, when another man came between a lover and I, my deal was with her, and I just moved on to the next, and was done. I was responsible for me, not her, and certainly. He left me with a huge soft towel, and told me I could keep my underwear in place or remove it. I think it was pretty obvious from my erect nipples that I was certainly not wearing a bra, but I smiled at him and thanked him for the option. When Jonny returned I was lying on the massage table with the towel covering me from my breasts to upper thighs, and no underwear. Jonny began massaging me at my shoulders arms, and neck, relaxing me in a few minutes, and then moved to my feet to work on my. I set up my disk burning software to make a seamless music CD and added the music that I had played for her. Then I set the disk to burn and went back to the game.Lots of players from the old USSR as well as a flood of newbies from the Latin countries that had recently been allowed to play. Most of these guys did not have a clue how to play Badugi so I decided to dig in and see if I could take advantage of their lack of know how. I managed to grab a few good pots in the next twenty and then it.