The cotton jump suit and knickers I wore were more of an incitement to sexual assault, no wonder he started acting strange the minute he was warned I ...ight be a flight risk, and this coming from the female who was meant to be my guard, her wink was an OK to have some fun with a girl who knew a thing or two about sex, and would not be getting any for a few years to come.Truth be known, I had my mothers genes and her urges, and the minute she closed the door on us, I was wet enough to lubricate a. Specifically the part about me being the only married woman there."It is because you are married that I'm spending most of my time with you." I don't understand." I'm not dumb and I know why Agnes invited me to join the group here tonight. She is in her matchmaking mode. Her plan is to get me hooked up with one of her single girlfriends, but I am not interested in getting anything going with a lady right now. I have just too much on my plate with the moving and settling into my new job to take. Two hours later I was sitting in a ragged booth in an unnamed bar in the village. It was still cold outside, and the large wood burning stove in the middle of the club was doing a good job of keeping the room toasty warm. The DJ was spinning American rock and roll, and we listened to the Rolling Stones as I drank soju. Soju is what the guys called Korean Kool-Aid, and it was the stuff I had on my first night in Seoul. The combination of the wood stove and the soju had me feeling real warm. His heart raced; the post-coital bliss masking the enormity of their recent actions as he hugged her to him, feeling her warmth next to him. They lay together, kissing and stroking as lovers; they parted with a kiss, then Sarah disappeared into the bathroom for a shower. Walking into his own bedroom, he noticed that the bathroom door was ajar; he resisted the temptation to enter, although the thoughts of what could happen if he did had made him hard again. Pushing the thoughts from his mind, he.