" It doesn't matter," says Kerrie. "I was going to suggest we take our timecrossing London. We'll go for something to eat, recharge our batteries.Bett...r safe than sorry." I thought you weren't expecting trouble..." I'm not. But if anything does happen, I'd rather we were both feelingrefreshed."Only at this point do I remember that I'm not as clued up regarding thelayout of central London as a girl who's supposed to have spent herteenage years in SE9 ought to be."How well d'you know your way. We were being invited to an after party-party up in theHypnotist's Penthouse Suite at the Plaza Hotel.? Myfirst thought was, 'Bullshit!'? Iwasn't going to be somekind of sexual groupie.? Butbefore I could embarrassmyself by expressing that thought, Leslie assured methat this was a real party with at least a dozen people. She told me Mr. Hypnotist traveled with a small troupeof supporting personnel and that they always celebrateda good opening night with a party in his room.? Lesliesaid a couple. I loved that fucking you just gave me.” I said, “You looked so damn hot, I just got so turned on.” She lay back on the lounge chair, looking totally satisfied and said, “That was great, I think I would love for you to fuck me again in a minute.” I replied, “That sounds like a wonderful idea, I’m going to make some more drinks, while you relax and get ready for round two.” I walked into the house to make the drinks, and to see Jill’s reaction. While I was making the drinks Jill came into the. "Well, as I said, it was time for revolt. I mean, I can put two and two together and come up with trouble as well as the next guy, and I did. In spades.Women when they get together, well they talk. And their talk is not all about the weather. Luckily, my wife has shared with me some of that talk. There is a gal whose husband is OCD. In the time they have been married they have had sex all of less than a dozen times according to my wife. This gal is going nutty! Who would blame her. An OCD.