All of her police applications and records simply have her as ‘Teresa Croyle’, not even putting down a middle initial. And I don’t know her maid...n name, so I don’t even know where to start looking for records at her school.’ ‘That’s what I have to get: her maiden name. What about her marriage license?’ I said, ‘What about her DMV records when she changed the name after she got married?’ ‘I don’t know where she got her marriage license, it likely was just paper and not computer-recorded, either.. I was talking about your pussy. I want to see it and get to know it."She stared at me, obviously having difficulty comprehending my request. I waited, knowing that the change in subjects was hard to transition. Eventually, she wiped a tear from her eye, grinned mischievously, and said, "Oh."Her sudden change in demeanor shocked me. She turned, and was heading toward the bedroom, before I regained my bearings. I had the presence of mind to replace the lid on the slow cooker before following. You've been... well... understanding."I gave a small snort of disbelief. "I haven't understood anything. It's not every day that I get offered the services of not jut one but three attractive and sexy women. I'm just going with the flow." She gave a twitch of a grin. "So you owe me nothing. On the other hand, if you'd like to tell me more about Mary Jamieson, I'm all ears. I confess I find her a fascinating woman."She flushed. "Please, Paul. That just makes it worse."I took her hands in mine.. Itwas a weary group therefore that packed up and left for the airport forour early evening transfer to Bali. A short flight later we landed and grabbed a cab to the hotel whichwould now be the sight for our honeymoon. As a group we located ourrooms and then met up in the pool bar area for a drink, two drinkslater we were all beat and decided to call it a night. The next threedays were made up of sightseeing and some leisurely sunbathing oh andmixed in with lashing's of sex as newly weds do. So.