I said nothing but took her hand and lead her to her flat. We arrived ten minutes and I sat on the sofa while Sarah made some coffee. Sarah, drying he... hair with a towel, came back and sat next to me. ‘That was fun’ she smiled. ‘Yeah. I wasn’t expecting that. I… I mean, I didn’t think I fancied you,’ I blushed at the blunt comment. ‘Sorry, I…’ ‘No, me neither,’ she replied pragmatically with a smile. The kettle had boiled and Sarah went back to the kitchen. I relaxed on the sofa and by the time. I think she was simply acquiescing to Jennifer’s request. Jen agrees with me, by the way.”“And the nearly-thirty-year-olds can simply walk away from what would be the most beautiful sexual experience of their lives, bar none. AND they both know it. I’m impressed.”I shrugged, “We love each other.”“I wish I could have sex like that just one time in my life. Just once. But nobody, and I mean nobody, has the connection you and Jennifer have. You both turned it off because it could have destroyed. "This is directed to the two beautiful women you are talking about," said Martha. "How do you feel about what Greg did? What did you think at the time?"Mandy answered first. "I really didn't have a chance to know what was going on. I knew Greg was up at the front of the cabin, but then I heard some guy start to yell at the flight attendant. I looked around in time to see he had a gun and Greg come up behind him. The guy pointed the gun at Greg and he took it away before I knew what had. The words 'yes honey', 'sure sugar' and 'yes my love' were the extent of our contribution to the conversation. Kent, Jackson, Maxine's husband and I looked at each other with that long-suffering expression that all husbands know, picked up the luggage and followed. I had hired a ten seat mini-bus so having stowed the luggage our driver took us into London to the hotel they had booked. They were full of questions all the way. Enquiries such as where was the House of Commons, Buckingham Palace,.