" He put a couple of floor tiles on the floor, away from the oak. They were an off-white color. "This is going in the bathroom and the kitchen. OK?"Bo...h women nodded. Jill squeezed my hand and sort of wiggled. Something like Bozo might do."The appliances will all be stainless steel. The washer and dryer will be your normal everyday white enamel. Now we get to talk about the walls. Jack? Do you have any preference on what color the walls are?" Nah. I'll leave that one up to the women." Smart. That journey is to my hidden valley and you are to enjoy the sights along the way, take your time, use your lips and tongue as you go, we have lots of time so there is no rush, remember it is not a race". She closed her eyes and I kissed her lightly on the lips before moving to her chin, kissing her there before moving down her neck to her shoulders, leaving a trail of kisses along the way. I admired the softness of her skin, I could smell her freshly washed hair, the light scent of her shower. She silently turned her back to me and hiked up her dress to show me her bare ass.Damn.“I will be all alone on the playa tonight,” she said in broken English. “You should look for me and we can make love under the stars.”“What about your friend?” I asked.“Oh, him,” she replied, “He is only a friend and he will be going home to his momma after dinner.”My mind was racing a thousand miles an hour. I returned to the table and my wife was still deep into a discussion with her dad. I was on my own,. Looking back, it was a gentleman lawyer trade. I sat at a house closing table to represent a lending bank on the closing of a mortgage. The buyer paid the bank a fee of around $500.00 for my services. The law firm received that amount plus another $500 from the title insurance company. All told a nice thousand dollars earned every time we shook hands at the end of a home closing. The firm, of course, received the money and I got a minuscule proportion of it as salary.I guess all good things.