She hopped up off the bed, “We need to get cleaned up and ready for the day.” She went into the bathroom and I heard the shower water come on. T...en she was back next to the bed. She took my hand and led me to the shower. It was plenty big for two people. We spent several minutes soaping and washing each other. Standing behind her I reached around and cupped her high firm small breasts. “I bet you belong to the IBTC”, I laughed. “What’s that?” “The ‘Itty Bitty Titty Club’, I responded. . I wasn't sure who won."It is unusual request from strange man. At home, at old home, it would not be allowed for strange man to talk to wife or for him to have to hear worthless prattle from her ugly mouth, even through interpreter. But this is America, our new home. We must learn new ways of new home. Such things are not forbidden by Holy Book. We ... excuse please, I will allow it." Ah Ha! His wife had won!"Wonderful! Then do the fresh one first. I want the happy one to enjoy herself as long. He pausedfor a moment and took in the beautiful sight of her long nipples,then he moved down the bed and pulled her panties down exposing hercropped blond bush to his view. I moved at that point into theroom, closing the door behind me. “Better put her into bed buddy,”I told him as I slumped into a chair beside the bed.“Yea, she looks good enough to eat,” answered Roger not taking hiseyes of her. “Yea,” I replied like a zombie. (AdProvider =. The other interesting thing I dug out was that the hacks had originated in Russia, although their routings tried to indicate that the malicious attack came from China. For the past decade I’d heard and read of the sophisticated computer hacking schemes parts of the Russian mob were initiating. They were making more money off their hacks than the large banks and stores they were hacking.I made it back to Sarasota, or SRQ in airport parlance, by eight o’clock. Pam was again working late, so Trish.