"You mean, it would be like each of us having two women?" I laughed, amazed at his brazen proposal."Dude... ! I won't tell, if you don't... !" he said... "Hey!" he laughed, "What do you think?" At least it would relieve some of the stress." I said, in a half-hearted attempt to justify it. " ... no one would have to know, except you and me." Come on," he said, with a risqué little smirk. "You know it would relieve a lot more than stress," he joked, grinning from ear to ear.Two Guys Make A. ”--That was the final straw. I swung my briefcase and knocked his arm away, grabbed him by his gross greasy long hair, and pushed him to the floor. “Not business. Lover. Don’t mess with me, I don’t bat for your team. You keep this up and it will be more than enough proof that you are a lost case and I WILL tell the court you are at maximum mental health possible but not safe to be released into the public.” --At that I released his hair, stepped over him and walked out of the elevator into the. "We laughed and hugged and kissed, like teenagers. I served a grilled chicken salad out on the patio, while John opened a bottle of white wine. We spent hours just talking about anything and everything. Our views on art, music and life seemed to be identical. Politics and religion, we discovered, were topics best left to the light of day, not something to discuss before heading up to bed.As we cleared the table and took everything into the house, John came up behind me and put his arms around. Lizzie says ’They don’t let in any one you know, it is a unique location and they are very fussy about their guests’ ‘Um, OK’ Not wanting to appear to stupid I play along. ‘What do I have to do, fill out some forms, er I haven’t bought my passport….’ ‘Don’t worry there is no paperwork involved’ Lizzie gets up and moves behind me and I feel her put her arms around me, her breasts push in my back and her warm breath on my neck, she presses up against me whispers in m ear ‘It’s a physical.