Karla seemed to be doing OK, and I certainly wasn’t upset with her. In fact, her scheme, if I wanted to call it that, had led me to several very nic... restaurants and a new experience - Indonesian food. She’d asked me to have dinner the second night, and then I’d asked if we’d have dinner every night. In the end, I was doing what I wanted to do, even if her motives weren’t pure.And what about my motives? I felt I had a good handle on them, and that I’d kept everything on the straight and narrow,. The two shook hands, and the strange man that had been part of their group mounted his horse and rode off."What was that all about?" Dev asked Lord Benaldin."I took the liberty of placing a couple bets for us, on the outcome of your duel. Since I had confidence in your ability, I bet on you to win, which you did, handily. By the way, I placed a small bet for you, and this is yours," Lord Benaldin stated, passing a parchment to Dev.Dev was astonished. First that Lord Benaldin would bet on him,. " The man laughed as he dried a glass he had justwashed when I spoke about the handsome man at the table. "I know Sergio;the man at the table, he is a good amigo..." He sat the glass back on theshelf and removed another from the sink to dry. "While you wish for hisluck...right now, he is probably wishing he could be up here at the bargetting drunk on a Cachaca like you." I doubt that seriously," I said as I glanced at the table and tookanother swallow from my glass."Oh?" he said as he placed. He stood there, breathing heavily, still as a statue. She moved to him and again they kissed, the flames of lust leaping higher. As the kiss went on, she began opening the buttons on his shirt. Soon her hands were moving over the smooth skin of his heaving, hairless chest. ‘Ahhhhhh!!!!’ Larry groaned, while her warm, smooth hands slid over his bare skin. This was real! It was really happening! Frantic thoughts raced through his over-worked mind as she caressed him. Joanne took Larry’s hand.