”“But look at this,” she said, picking at the sodden bedsheets, “god this is awful…what will Mary think…she’ll be disgusted.”“Don’... be silly sweetheart,” he replied, “you leave this to me, you go and shower and leave me to sort this out.”“I’m so sorry Harry,” she said, rolling away from him and getting off the bed.“Look,” he said, following her and holding her by her shoulders as he looked into her face, “was it good for you?”“That’s not the point,” she replied, still sobbing.“That is exactly. I couldn’t wait to make love when he arrived. All of a sudden, I heard the key open the door and my boyfriend Timothy walked in. “Happy Birthday, Timothy,” I said. “Wow, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes. What an amazing scene you’ve created. Oh my God!” Timothy looked at everything and then helped me up and gave me a deep and passionate kiss. He then got eye level with my breasts and licked the cream off my nipples. “You look incredibly sexy, Christina. I’m so hard just looking at you.” . He wanted only to have another beer and cigarette before he returned home. I brought him the beer and put down the emptied ashtray on the coffee table. Zelia was luminescent, her dark skin radiant with the natural glow of a woman who has been made love to by a man to his satisfaction. She had initially come into the living room in the same bra and panties as before, but after a word or two from Enrique, she went to our room and returned in a few moments in striped cotton pyjamas that were very. I just need to check on something," Sandy told me. She was right. The view of the lake was spectacular with the reflection of the moon highlighting the shoreline. I was about to ask Sandy where she was, when the patio door opened. "Beth?" "Hi, Steve." "How did you know where to find me?" "You can thank Sandy for that," she replied. "She set this up to see how you felt about our going forward. If it was over for the two of us, she would have been the one standing here instead of me, and I would.