At thirty-two, Michael is ten years younger than Catherine. He said he and his wife had recently arrived in Britain on an exchange scheme schedule... to keep them here for three years. In early contacts via e-mail Michael reported a background not unlike our own. He explained that they had chosen to come to Europe because they were looking to expand their sexual horizons in a way that was simply impossible in small-town America. Crucially, his profession meant a desire for. Three of us didn't go; it was the twins and I. I had to work at the store for a while and the twins didn't want to go.When I got home from the store, as I headed to my bedroom to change cloths, I heard noises coming from the twins' bedroom. Their door was open, and I heard them in their bathroom, Lisa was taking a shower, and John I think shaving.I heard them talking, and they were talking about me. John was saying that he had wanted me since he seen me at the Airport. Lisa said well go ahead. And cleaned up after them. And kept the kitchen stocked. And kept him from flipping out on them when he was in one of his moods. It had all been bearable, kind of, as long as she had him to turn to, but after last night… Jesus, he wasn’t even sorry. She could see it in his eyes. He’d looked up at her from between that bitch’s legs, his mouth still wet, and he’d licked his goddamn lips and smiled. Motherfucker. ‘Why don’t you join us,’ he’d said, winking. Like it was some party she was. John’s easy banter with the young women continued and the three of them were chatting and sipping wine as the ocean waves lapped softly at the shore and a partial moon hung low in the black sky reflecting in a luminous line across the black water. As the girls drank more wine they seemed to become more and more flirtatious and asked John increasingly provocative questions. Somehow the conversation got around to what kind of women John liked. Both girls teased John as he attempted to answer,.