Christine had obviously been angry. She reached into her desk and took out a bottle of Schnapps and held it questioningly in Ben’s direction. When h... nodded, she produced two glasses to pour a generous shot. Throwing back her head Christine toasted Ben with an emphatic, “Well, to us and may Gerd go to hell!” She emptied her glass with a gulp.Keeping the bottle out of sight but well in reach, Christine leaned back in her chair and told Ben about her grievance. The hotel was too small to afford a. She could see her husbands reflection as he leaned against the door watching her with the glass of wine still in his hand. For a brief moment she shivered for she knew his moods and the sound of his silence. Oh good grief, was that pesky male urge upon him again? She gave her head a shake and her hair bloomed around her porcelain face. No matter. She was tired from her shopping trip and needed her rest. A word of desist would suffice as it always did. Once every month was more than enough for. ” “Thank you.” She said it so softly she was pretty sure he hadn’t heard her. “It’s a dangerous game to start comparing ourselves with other people,” he said. “There’s always someone bigger, better, faster, stronger…whatever. But you should know this…you’re much more beautiful than your mother ever was on her best day. She just…tries too hard.” He couldn’t be serious, but she wanted to believe he was. Now her breath was becoming strained. “Take off your panties,” he urged softly. She was. We were more or lesssitting next to each other during the training and started enjoyingeach others company. I used to praise her for her sense of dressing.During breaks, though we used to split we realized that we were lookingout for each other. We both inspite of being married, started enjoyingthese feelings towards each other, though we never expressed the same.We started talking about each others family, likes, dislikes etc. Onthe last day of the training, during breakfast time, she was.