"What does your wife think?" asked Karen as she waltzed past Alex to survey the kitchen, bathroom, living room and finally the bedroom of the freshly ...ainted apartment. "She is still your wife, isn't she?" We've separated," said Alex. "Not divorced." And all because of little old me," said Karen with an irrepressible giggle in her voice as she bent forward to kiss her older lover. "I feel flattered. Really I do." But it doesn't change anything for you, does it?" Alex wondered sadly."Of course. They had been attacked by pirates just before the storm hit. The women had been hiding below decks on a schooner headed for Bermuda out of Havana, Cuba. Their men had disappeared, the women had no idea where. They had been on a one-month sailing vacation, and they had planned to set sail to return to Brazil after two days in Bermuda. They had five children with them, all under the age of eight. Ezra told the woman that they would send help immediately, but it could take all day to get there. He. I knew he was home because his car was outside. As I started walking to our bedroom to see if he was asleep, I could hear nosies coming from there. As I got closer the noises got louder. I thought maybe he was in there watching porn since we have a very big collection of it. Then I heard a woman call out his name and I knew he was in there with someone else. I couldn't believe what was going on in my house and in my room. I walked slowly to my bedroom and slowly opened the door and there they. I…do…do you find me attractive or something?” I gulped, and nodded. “Yes…I don’t know when I started seeing you as a beautiful woman…but…I’ve dreamt about you before. And…they weren’t…always appropriate.” I whispered, holding her. She bit her lip, and moved from my arms, leading me back to my room.“I…I’ve dreamt of you too…I…want to show you how much I love you.” She whispered, and I dumbly followed. Both of us were blushing, and I sat down on my bed without her even telling me too. I stared at.