I hear their big, loud voices echoing around me. They're happy, joking with each other, but I realize I don't understand the words they're saying. The...'re talking some other language. I think it's German or Dutch. Later I found it was German.But either way, they sound very big, and very male. At this point I have no idea who they are or what they're doing there.Then there's the sound of zippers unzipping and pants dropping to the floor, and I hear the shower curtains on each side of me being. Me : good morning didiDi : very good morning sweet heart. Toh , kaisi rahi tumhari suhagraat (ye keh kar didi hasne lagi)Me : its awesomeItne me reetu b room se bahr nighty pehne aa gyi. Usne b didi ko wish kia.Di : kio madam , kaisi rahi apki raat. Dam hai na mere bhai me.Reetu : ya it was so good.Di : good toh hona hi tha. Kio handsome ( or hum sab hasne lage)Reetu : (mjaakia mood me ) aap batao apki night kaisi gyiDi : (haste huye) meri raat b rangeen thi. Tum logo ki tup tup or reetu ki. Despite all of thegoodies, Greer had sometimes hoped that his beautiful wife could be lessnice to others. She was still keeping close ties with her modelingfriends. Nearly half of them were very handsome young men. Not that hedidn't trust Fiona, but still, Greer felt the need to be by her side atall times - not 3,459 miles away.The knock on his door took his minds off the nuisance. Wearing nothingbut a boxer, Greer wrapped his muscular body in the hotel's bathrobebefore heading for the door. A. "Because after all, I am doing you a favour. And I may need a little 'convincing'." Again he waited, as he saw her fear turn to horror. He grabbed her arm and roughly pulled her to her feet. His voice took on a darker tone, as he almost growled at her. "Beg." With one single word, he pushed down hard on her shoulders, making her fall to her knees at his feet. Claire's wavy brown hair covered her face from his view as she bowed her head. She was surprised at his sudden rough side and began to.