. “Is that beautiful young woman with your troupe? She keeps taking our pictures and I cannot help but smile at her camera.”“She’s a really go...d friend of ours who travels with us and takes pictures of us, no matter where we are, or what we’re doing.”“Oh Really? You mean, everywhere? Anything?““Yes. Even in bed. Does that shock you?”“Not in the least. I hope I get to see all the photographs she’s taking of you and me, as we sit here.”“You will. You can even have a copy of them if you like .... Then he opened his eyes once more to whisper a few words.“How we mourned Nelson, but he was the lucky one dying at the peak of his glory.”Tony could see how a man dying from cancer might consider the fallen Nelson lucky. When Collingwood closed his eyes again Tony bade his farewell, not wishing for the man to suffer any additional pain. Berry escorted him to the deck, himself with brimming eyes.Early on the next morning, a ten-gun salute rolled over the harbour whilst Collingwood’s flag was. Natural blonde hair. She could sense that I was staring at her when ever she was not looking. Soon she smiled at me and eventially we started talking. Things progressed, first little kisses and hugs. Finally we ended up having sex. Her body was unbelievable and I enjoyed every moment with her. Things got more serious and soon she left her husband and moved in with me.This is where the real story starts. I loved her with all my heart and I believed she felt the same way. Our sex was great, but. But I noticed that a few ofthe men would look my way. It was a strange sensation feeling theireyes scanning me, looking me over, studying the pattern on my yellowdress and noticing the yellow high heeled ankle strap sandals and how mybust jiggled and how my hips undulated when I walked and how my heelsclicked loudly on the tile floor and how they could hear my nylonstockinged thighs whisper and zip when my thighs would rub as I mincedalong. I played it down but the feminine aura around me now.