We moped around on the lower level mostof the morning.At lunch time, Leslie walked right by us, first trying to avoid eyecontact, before stopping sudd...nly, and turning around.?Hey you two, I almost didn?t recognize you!? She seemed very amused.?You both look like you?re having fun.??Just trying something new,? Sam boasted.?Just for today,? I interjected.Leslie seemed to think to herself for a little while, ?Mind if I buyyou two lunch? This is a little out of the norm so feel free to say no,but. I never thought I'd find myself in this position when I first married her, laying on our marital bed, handcuffed to it and helping my wife get ready for what promises to be a steamy date with a young stud. If you mentioned this is what was going to happen before we married I'd have felt physically sick to the stomach. Yet here I was, looking forward to my wife getting pleasure from a better man than me.She had me cuffed to the bed in just my small unassuming white boxers so I could not play. I just thought I’d stop in on my way out.’ ‘Please come in.’ Pointing to a couple of chairs around a small table, ‘Sit.’ Jerry sat down and caught a quick glance at her legs as Maria sat down. The skirt that she was wearing only showed her calves. But they were still nice to look at. Fit and in dark gray nylons. Not wanting to get into a jam right off the bat, he made sure that the glance was extremely quick and focused his eyes on Maria. ‘So, are you all set to start?’ Maria asked. ‘Get. I just want to make sure we aren’t misunderstanding each other.”“I don’t think so,” she said. “Shall we go to Museumplein? That’s the park by all three museums you want to see.”“Sure,” I said.We got up and left the café and walked along Prinsengracht until we came to Nieuwe Spiegelstraat, which we followed across the Museumbrug, which led directly to the Rijksmuseum.“Which one first?” she asked.“How about the Van Gogh?” I suggested.“OK. Follow me!”We walked past the Rijksmuseum to the Van Gogh.