Le Maquereau and his goon were not quite so easy to fool. The pimp chased us and warned us that this time, we could not hit them from behind.“That i... not what your mother told me last night,” Jacques shouted an insult that insinuated Le Maquereau’s mother allowed him to fuck her in the ass.“My mother is one of the finest courtesans in all of Paris. I doubt you have the funds to fuck her,” Le Maquereau did not understand the insult.He was devious but not particularly intelligent. He chased us,. . we being the parties of the first part.Since we had been at sea for four circumnavigation’s of this fair planet, there was little we could tell our inquisitors.“We don’t know!” was said multiple times to various and sundry Suits until we got tired of it.“On advice of counsel ... until you can form a new line of questioning ... we’re done talking. Go Away!”“What counsel?”The three of us tootled our fingers and walked out.I had counseled CM (Cynthia Mae) and JW (John Walter) and CM had. "Ok. One pint.....but that's all it better had be!!" I say to him as wewait for the clock to hit 17:00.We both finish our work and as soon as it gets to 17:00 we leave theoffice and head to the pub together. He seems like a really nice guy andwe get talking about all sorts of things from which films we like to whatour perfect first date would be but then I do something quite weird andvery strange. I make a request of him. As a girl might do with herboyfriend on a first date."Do you mind if we. As my mind re-focused on Rebecca, I wondered out loud, "Are you two some sort of orgasm savants?" Asks the one who caused me to pass out." Yeah, but I have a feeling you do that a lot." Okay, you got me. But other than my husband, very few have ever caused it. So, you're in a special group." So, do you two have ridiculous amounts of orgasms all of the time?" I guess by normal standards, yes we do. But that doesn't mean much, given that most people in our age bracket don't have sex at all.