“Yeah! Yeah! I’m there!” She screamed and lifted her hips. A flood of liquid washed over Aletha, most of it on her chin and neck, but some sprea...ing up to her face and down to her chest. “Oh, yes, baby!The woman turned and kissed Aletha. “Mmm. Thanks.”The woman stepped out of shot and the camera moved in for a close up of Aletha. Her hair was matted with sweat and her face had a spritz of jill. Her lips were red and kiss swollen. “So, how was your first cunt?” the man behind the camera. After his funeral, his mum had me make this promise.”She was actually crying now. She doesn’t do crying, last time I remember was at the funeral, and I lived pretty close to her for 7 or eight years after that.“Then today I just put two and two together – all that washing on the line when we got back from York, the smell of the dining room when I called this morning brought back memories, Anna’s hair in a right state - you’d never usually let it get like that – and the way you blushed and were. There was very little opportunity for women to make a career for themselves. Prostitution is legal and a way to make a great deal of money by Thai standards. So the women flocked to the brothels in Bangkok. Many were I am sure under the legal age but the trade was governed and policed. There were many ugly women who worked the bars but there were some very pretty women who worked them also.Well I didn't fuck a woman every night because we were housed in a barrack close to the base and close. JJ was surprised: the image before her was of a woman, a real person,seeing no sign of the real person underneath, her husband. It was not aparody, not a clown... there stood a mature woman, suitably dressed, andmade up.Was Samantha not just as real as Tony? In his eyes, this was certainlytrue; not just the eyes, but the whole body as well. Was it just possiblefor her to become as real for JJ?Samantha had hoped for this to be true.The door closed, cutting off her chance to pull out of the.