I was rewarded with a little groan as I started covering your stomach and the lower half of your wonderful breasts. By the time I got to your nipples,...they were perky and quite hard. I made sure your neck and your face was taken care of before I relaxed in the cockpit to get us where we were going. I took a moment and dropped below deck to put some Bob Marley on the stereo, to get us both in a truly island frame of mind. I checked the time so that I could remind you to turn over in 20 minutes,. I remember one time like that, must’ve been about tenyears ago now (gee … how time flies) that was greatfor me. She was talkative all night, sort of flowingover with goodwill (always a good sign). She asked ifI’d like to make love and since our daughter wassleeping over at a friend’s house, the coast was clearfor something special.We stripped down and started out the usual way… alittle hugging and kissing, stroking her all over (Ilike to spread her legs apart and. The first thing to change was our love life. We usually made love five or six times a week and I suffered when he was gone. The second thing was that when he was gone I didn't want to sit at home and stare at the wall or watch the drivel that was on TV. I started stopping after work for drinks with some of the people that I work with. They usually stopped at the Alhambra Lounge which was just down the street from our offices.The lounge had a live band Thursday through Saturday and a juke box. What could this mean? Emma wondered. Perhaps this was another employer, like her last, Sun TV, a holiday TV station, who were tightening up on the licence they allowed their staff. The Managing Director was a small man with a penchant for cigars, which Emma found thoroughly disgusting but she restrained the temptation to comment. His office resembled the office of most Managing Directors except for the scattered pictures of Harlot TV presenters in different degrees of undress. ‘This is going.