The house was unusually silent on that day. “They have gone to some movie,” Shanti replied as she walked towards the kitchen. “They left around ...ive.” Thank God, I told myself in utter relief. The house is going to be mine until ten. I tried to cool myself down a bit, as I realized that I had plenty of time. There was enough time for a quick shower after a nice hot cup of coffee. I can choose between either of the bedrooms now and my wife in all probabilities would never object. Just as I was. A couple of weeks later, I found an email in my mailbox fromlady_di.? I immediately knew who it wasfrom and why I was receiving it without even opening it.? I replied to her I needed her home phonenumber and that we needed set up a measuring date.? Within an astounding 10 minutes, I received areply.? She must have been waiting,refreshing the mail every couple of minutes. I called her ? Hello..Is lady_di there?Speaking.? superA, isthat you?Yes.Oh, I am so excited.?When can you come over?How. We arranged to meet one lunchtime at a bar/restaurant on a day which fitted our three work schedules. In the time before that, Mary and I experimented with sexual positions which would, we thought, enable us all to achieve our mutual objective as easily as possible. We had a number of failures and tried some which were too complex. Needless to say, we thoroughly enjoyed the inevitable conclusion to all those attempts. Eventually, we settled upon me being on my back with my legs over the side of. On the outskirts of Hay, if such a small town can be said to have outskirts, we drew up at a gate bearing a sign saying Myrtle Cottage. This, presumably, was the origin of Alicia's pet name for her girlfriend. The 'cottage' was actually a large Victorian house in an eccentric Tudor style: white rectangles of wall were surrounded by heavy black timbers; the roof was gabled on three sides; a round tower was topped with a cone-shaped roof; and next to it was an old coach house with heavy wooden.