THIS TIME, there was NO hanky-panky in the showers. Each person washed their shower partner, and dried each other preparatory to getting dressed. The ...en oiled and powdered the women, with barely a feel. They each knew that it would be a near free-for-all later, so they all behaved themselves for now.Sharon and William arrived while the others were getting ready, and as they had dressed prior to leaving home, they sat in the kitchen waiting for them to come downstairs. Cathy had heard them come. We both knew it was just the beginning of the night ahead and we decided to take a shower. We both proceeded to the bathroom and stood under the shower. I decided it was my turn to scrub Krithika. I planted a kiss on her head and started massaging her hair with shampoo. She was facing me and then I slowly started applying soap on her shoulders and hands. I turned on the water and with the water pouring on us, I started kissing her vigorously and I was getting another round of erection. With the. End of statement. This is her core. But the thing about your core being, the rough edges get sanded down by life, and your partner. This time around, I started to give her more ‘feedback’ when it was needed, as it was happening. This was a new one for me. She needed to know when her attitude was damaging her, me or us. Not all the time, but just sometimes. This was my biggest failure in our marriage, my biggest fault. I just kept on hoping that she would grow out of it. I do not like. I’m Will Johnstone.”The freckled face turned towards me and there was a pause. “Hello, Will.” She glanced across the room at our companion and turned back to me. “I’m pleased to meet you. Please call me Ginnie. Are you going to East Germany too?”Peter Farquar’s voice cut across the room. “Little William is our runner up.”I could hear the sneer in his voice again. It seemed we had someone in our midst who needed to shore up his self-image by putting other people down.I saw Ginnie stiffen.