Of course very soon she was approached by several men, but Ana rejecter them all. But one young black guy was lucky. He brought my wife a drink and th...y started chatting. After a while I could see the black man putting his big hand on Ana’s thighs. The drinks kept flowing and I could see my sweet wife was loosening up.She finally threw her arms around the guy’s neck and they kissed hard.When they finally went to the dance floor, the place now was fully crowded.A group of six black men had. I went into the spare bedroom to see Jordan all snuggled down in the bed. "Is the bed comfy enough?" I asked."Oh, yeah, it's really nice," she replied.I sat on the edge of the bed, leaned over and kissed her cheek. "Good night, sleep tight, don't let the bedbugs bite." I told her repeating the age old saying. Jordan giggled and smiled. I got up, turned out the light and left, shutting the door behind me.The next morning I got up and started my regular morning bathroom routine. I'd shaved and. We were both 16 and there was not anyway they could force us back if we didn't want to go back."That was a little over a month ago when we took to wandering. It was the beginning of the summer and being around the beach suited me fine. Guys were always picking us up and, you know, offering us a place to sleep, with them of course."It was all working fine until late afternoon this one day, Sandy, that's the other girl's name, hooked up with a guy and told me she'd be back in a couple of hours."I. Her husband, Heinz, was very much a man’s man. He was also becoming more and more a public figure, with a matching career in the police service. The corresponding cost was less and less time to be an engaged marriage partner.And Erika accepted it. They were respected in their community. Heinz, on the strength of his achievements in alpine rescues, was rapidly promoted. With a position, first in district command and later in the capital, he was not home much. And Erika did not want to leave.