”Susan looked troubled. Morgan continued, “Where is your car, your clothes, and your purse? This situation isn’t over yet.”I looked Susan in t...e eye. “This has escalated. I am concerned about the safety of my future wife if she is going to continue to live with you.”“My purse and phone are in my car. We can take the extra key and get inside it and drive it back here. I’m not sure where my clothes might be since I wasn’t watching where I was going when my date and I left. They weren’t good. My experience with girls was limited because I could not take them back to my room and so it was limited to knee-tremblers and wanking while looking at Men Only and Mayfair magazines.One Saturday afternoon, I went to work as a barman for a barbecue party in a large house in Wimbledon village. The owner was a widow of a diplomat, called Mrs Yurizana Roberts. She opened the door to me and smiled at me. She was a honey blond, wearing a smart outfit which showed off her good figure. She lead me out. The men started to come in, all having the look of men who had slept too long and too deeply, moving slowly towards the serving table. There was not the usual banter that normally would be going on, Shaun realised.Tim took a place opposite him, gazing in fascination at the fried eggs. “I wonder where these came from,” he murmured.Shaun smiled “It’s a gift from the gods, aka Captain Silverman.” Tim wasn’t listening, his mouth chewing with a look of rapture all over his face.He returned to his. Smiling she added, ‘ can you see better now, Ken?’ Then, as if she had just discovered she was not wearing underwear, she added, ‘ making all the arrangements for this holiday is very stressful, I clear forget to put my undies on this morning, so I am sorry for any embarrassment I may have caused you’. Pushing it further, I replied, ‘No not at all. In fact, I am a great admirer of woman who likes going commando , if I may be as bold to say so’. ‘Oh Ken, it is so nice to find a real gentleman of.