"He used to buy me these outfits to wear," she said."What sort of outfits?" I asked."All sorts really, I'm not sure where he got them from, but they w...re silly little dresses and such, but they all showed my figure off a bit," she said lamely."Showed your figure off," I repeated.Thinking back to our 5 years together I can remember her wearing loads of different outfits that showed her figure off and she never minded then."These were not your ordinary dresses," she said, "I mean I usually wear. The naysayers that said it couldn’t be done, or the treaty would not be complied with, had lost round one.After the press conference, I finally got my promised tour of the Kremlin by Anton and President Orbatch. I was expecting there to be some excuse.I was introduced to the Russian Generals who had offices neatly tucked into corners. Doors were opened and no attempts were made to cover the maps on the wall and on tables.They were interested in the war plan against Iran - the regional power in. “Sorry,” I mumbled as she thrust two plates of bacon and eggs into my hands.“Table seven,” she said.Mrs. Turner must have been in her late forties. She was tall and rather stout, with pale, milky skin and blonde hair loosely permed. Now that I think of it, she had nice big breasts and her body in general was tidy, but I was twenty-one at the time and it was the waitresses who interested me, not the boss.Only the previous evening I had seduced a new one, Marlene, on the floor of the staff hut.. Four or five times a week, I would either be at the gym or running around the country lanes surrounding our little town. Inevitably I suppose, this led to an ever-increasing rift with my wife. She started going out with her single friends when I was training during the week, only going out with me at the weekend when we would go to a good restaurant for a meal, or a club for a night of drinking and dancing. Even though we were by then leading fairly separate social lives, our home life was.
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