If this was the same woman he wondered what had happened in the intervening time. How come she was now married to Lazlo? When had she and Rick split u...? In Marseilles or after that? In any case, he was wary. The last time that he had encountered a naked woman sitting up in bed he'd ended up talking himself into his current situation.Ilsa smiled, ignoring Freddie's seeming disapproval. "Champagne?" she suggested pointing to a bottle in an ice bucket beside the bed. "I found the Piri Piri so hot. I was trying to get the cobwebs out as I felt Chris trying to enter me. I spread my legs enough to let him slide in. I was so worked over that there was barely any resistance. He worked me over pretty good and had me flowing again from the massaging of my prostate. Soon, he was erupting again in my waiting love tunnel. We finished and quietly headed to the shower and got cleaned up. Chris went back to the living room to ‘watch’ the girls sl**p. I headed to the kitchen and began preparing. It’s about needs, Harold. I have a deep seated need for passion beyond what I can get out of my marriage. I can explain it all once we get together.” Dead silence on the phone. She waited. He thought about what she’d said. “Is it a deal Harold?” she asked. “Me and you, alone with some champagne and of course some good old profound passionate sex for two days straight?” Still, dead silence on the phone. He was floored. He was shocked that of all people she would call him and propose this to. How you always lower you eyes when guys talk to you. I thought you were just shy, I guess you were checking out their crotches."You try to speak, but again she tells you to be quiet. "Well, if you want to be me you'll have to dress like me. Take of those panties and but these on," she says as she hands you a thong. Not wanting to make her mad, you do has your told. Once you have the thong on she hands you a pair of nylons and tell you how to but them on. "We need some music, girls always have.